Lyrics
Fire No. 849
Define desire
Tire to tire
A fire that burns the skin
The sweat, the sin
To wreck, to spin
The next of kin
To calm down with the charred metal silence of the race
The tracks of time
The scars on your face
Design desire
Latex, leather curves
A man gets what he deserves
But will not retire
A leader of packs and herds
The cracks and turns of the road
The maximum urge to explode
Until he grows tired and old
Divine desire
Him and her
Swing and turn
The women yearn for linen, fur
Men in turn for blood and sperm
They didn't learn
That'll teach them
Now let 'em burn
Each in their own divided
Fire
Tire to tire
A fire that burns the skin
The sweat, the sin
To wreck, to spin
The next of kin
To calm down with the charred metal silence of the race
The tracks of time
The scars on your face
Design desire
Latex, leather curves
A man gets what he deserves
But will not retire
A leader of packs and herds
The cracks and turns of the road
The maximum urge to explode
Until he grows tired and old
Divine desire
Him and her
Swing and turn
The women yearn for linen, fur
Men in turn for blood and sperm
They didn't learn
That'll teach them
Now let 'em burn
Each in their own divided
Fire
(Words and music: Don Johnson Big Band)