Down Desire Avenue where all the pilots go Line in a bar when day is thru keeping the world in a place below Tall second rated moviestars step from their overcoloured truth out thru a side door right into Desire Avenue Empty faces, silly walks Coming in from the tight-rope dance Men judging balance above all looking down on their shaking hands It's coming up it's hard to breathe and I think of you I'm going down but nothing's cheap down Desire Avenue One bite of cold and one of heat A sip of lust a sip of pain A careless way to cross the street that is the way to play this game Now - is a red-hot piece of coal thrown right at you This isn't courage anymore down Desire Avenue