Song Lyrics

On the drums Larry Mullen Jr.
Bass guitar, born to have it, and have it he shall


Lover, I’m off the street
Gonna go where the bright lights
And big city meet
With a red guitar…on fire
Desire


She’s a candle burning in my room
I’m like the needle, needle and spoon
Over the counter with a shotgun
Pretty soon now, everybody got one
And the fever when I’m inside her
Desire, desire


Burning, I’m burning


Dollars, she is my protection
She is a promise
In the year of election
Oh sister, I can’t let you go
I’m like a preacher stealing hearts
At a traveling show


For love or money, money
For love or money, money
For love or money, money
For love or money, money
And the fever when I’m inside her
Desire, desire
Desire, desire
Desire, desire
Desire, desire

Alright, so…

Oh look Edge, a beachball
Can I just have that?
Now there’s faith…

Was a bit GAA was it?
That was a bit GAA