Fire on the Mountain (Live)

歌詞

As I was walking 'round Grosvenor Square Not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air From the other direction, she was calling my eye It could be an illusion but I might as well try, might as well try She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes And I knew without asking she was into the blues She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls In the heat of the evening when the dealing got rough She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff As I picked up my matches and was closing the door I had one of those flashes, I'd been there before, been there before Well, I ain't often right but I've never been wrong It seldom turns out the way it does in this song Once in a while you get shown the light In the strangest of places if you look at it right Well there ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves Or scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eyes I had to learn the hard way, I had to let her pass by, let her pass by Wind in the willow's playing "Tea For Two" The sky was yellow and the sun was blue Strangers stopping strangers just to shake their hand Everybody's playing in the heart of gold band, heart of gold band Long distance runner What you standing there for? Get up, get up Get out of the door You're playing cold music On the barroom floor Drowned in your laughter And dead to the core There's a dragon with matches That's loose on the town Take a whole pail of water Just to cool him down Fire, fire on the mountain Fire, fire on the mountain Fire, fire on the mountain Fire, fire on the mountain Almost ablaze Still you don't feel the heat It takes all you got Just to stay on the beat You say it's a living We all gotta eat But you're here alone There's no one to compete If mercy's in business I wish it for you More than just ashes When your dreams come true Fire, fire on the mountain Fire, fire on the mountain Fire, fire on the mountain Fire, fire on the mountain Long distance runner What you holding out for? Caught in slow motion In a dash for the door The flame from your stage Has now spread to the floor You gave all you had Why you wanna give more? The more that you give The more it will take To the thin line beyond which You really can't fake Fire, fire on the mountain Fire, fire on the mountain Fire, fire on the mountain Fire, fire on the mountain