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 DesireShe’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