Texty:
Tokyo Blade Burning Down Paradise

time Burning down paradise Like taking matches and gasoline And placing it in a child's hand Burning down paradise Is it too late (too late) Burn... We're burning paradise

she plays a dangerous game Shooting a line, well there ain't no shame I say hey, who the hell are you gonna blame Sneaking down the alleyways Running down

Burning down paradise Like taking matches and gasoline And placing it in a child's hand Burning down paradise Is it too late (too late) Burn... We're burning paradise

she named her price (ain't that a bitch) [Bridge] [Chorus] [Solo] It ain't over 'til it's over It ain't over 'til the fat lady sings Don't piss down

[Boulton/MarshWiggins] Looking back down over all these years Well it seems like yesterday We didn't have much, we didn't need much And we did things

got the feeling, you've got to know It's monkey business 'Cos the body is willing and the spirit is weak You start to burn with the fires of sin Down

the gun down babe, you know my safety's off Move your sweat drenched body close to mine [Bridge] [Chorus] Oh down there on the streets I'm burning from