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