Letra de On Every Street (Live Version)
There's gotta be a record of you someplace You gotta be on somebody's books The lowdown, a picture of your face Your injured looks The sacred and profane The pleasure and the pain Somewhere your fingerprints remain concreteAnd it's your face I'm looking for on every streetA ladykiller, regulation tattoo Silver spurs on his heels Says, what can I tell you, as I'm standing next to you She threw herself under my wheels Oh it's a dangerous road And a hazardous load And the fireworks over liberty explode in the heatAnd it's your face I'm looking for on every streetA three-chord symphony crashes into space The moon is hanging upside down I don't know why it is I'm still on the case It's a ravenous town And you still refuse to be traced Seems to me such a waste And every victory has a taste that's bittersweetAnd it's your face I'm looking for on every street