Streets Of Fire

Streets of Fire - The New Pornographers

Written by：A.C. Newman/Dan Bejar

Come on come out of the rain

You're not oppressed you're just too learned

I took the book

I lit the page your sabbatical was burning

Sweet sweet sweet sweet fire in the

Street let's sully every stage

Lick my lips twist my hips but contessa

I already did

Some things work but me

I choose to lose my skin in the dirt

This whiskey priest he burned

The church to keep his girls alive

Sweet sweet sweet sweet fire in the street

Let's sully every stage we meet

Lick my lips twist my hips but contessa

I already did

Sweet sweet sweet sweet fire in the street

Sweet sweet sweet sweet fire in the street

Sweet sweet sweet sweet fire in the street

Sweet sweet sweet sweet fire in the street

Sweet sweet sweet sweet fire in the street

Sweet sweet sweet sweet fire in the street

Sweet sweet sweet sweet fire in the street

Sweet sweet sweet sweet fire in the street