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