Friday nights on the seventh floor (FOURTH OF JULY BROOKLYN'S ON FIRE) Paper backs on the corner store (FOURTH OF JULY BROOKLYN'S, ON FIRE) Looking over the ledge the sidewalk traffic starts to spread Summer's begun across the bay And no bit of silence remains Oh, Brooklyn's on fire and fills July hearts with desire Sleep will not come until the morn Cause tonight your memory is born La dee da la dee da And the band's not begun just yet (FOURTH OF JULY BROOKLYN'S ON FIRE) Fifty names you're bound to forget (FOURTH OF JULY BROOKLYN'S ON FIRE) Black and blue on the lakes Wear badges from happier days Late in the night, in '84 Walked in through the old out door Oh, Brooklyn's on fire and fills July hearts with desire Sleep will not come until the morn Cause tonight your memory is born La dee da dee da dee da (FOURTH OF JULY BROOKLYN'S ON FIRE) (FOURTH OF JULY BROOKLYN'S ON FIRE) I'm caught in the way of tears from much happier days When we were young and unafraid of stupid mistakes that we made Oh, Brooklyn's on fire and fills July hearts with desire Sleep will not come until the morn Cause tonight your memory is born Ladeeda la dee da dee da dee da dee da