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