There was a crack in your smile the day you were born You're out on the pull and it's making you yawn Good samaritans never play their part Come round, let me put my hands around your heart
Livewire, your life is in the fire You got everything to play for 1-1, half time Livewire, the world is yours to hire We got everything to live for Don't kick it all the time
Standing in the borough markets selling straws People just stare at you and gawp You'd like to say you're wasted, but it's not the alcohol that's making you feel like a flat spare wheel
Livewire, your life is in the fire We got everything to play for 1-1, half time Livewire, the world is yours to hire You got everything to live for Don't kick it all the time
Helicopters hover over the street There's always somebody else you're dying to meet And you're always getting older That's the deepest thought you can commit to paper As the nights get later
Livewire, your life is in the fire We've got everything to play for 1-1, half time Livewire, the world is yours to hire You've got everything to live for Don't kick it all the time Don't kick it all the time
Compositor: Fyfe Antony Dangerfield Hutchins ECAD: Obra #3513343