Lyrics:
Youre way too beautiful girl
Thats why itll never work
Youll have me suicidal, suicidal
When you say its over
Damn all these beautiful girls
They only wanna do you dirt
Theyll have you suicidal, suicidal
When they say its over
See it started at the park
Used to chill after dark
Oh when you took my heart
Thats when we fell apart
Cause we both thought
That love lasts forever (lasts forever)
They say were too young
To get ourselves sprung
Oh we didnt care
We made it very clear
And they also said
That we couldnt last together (last together)
Flux Pavilions first release of 2011 and its already been destroying raves across the world. With masses of DJ Support already youll be able to buy this around April.
The official music video for Where The Streets Have No Name by U2.
An afternoon rooftop show above the Republic liquor store at 7th and Main was shut down by police as a result of the huge crowds that descended on downtown Los Angeles to see the band perform the opening track from The Joshua Tree album in March 1987 for this video by Meiert Avis.
I wanna run, I want to hide
I wanna tear down the walls
That hold me inside.
I wanna reach out
And touch the flame
Where the streets have no name.
I wanna feel sunlight on my face.
I see the dust-cloud
Disappear without a trace.
I wanna take shelter
From the poison rain
Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name.
Were still building and burning down love
Burning down love.
And when I go there
I go there with you
(Its all I can do).
The citys a flood, and our love turns to rust.
Were beaten and blown by the wind
Trampled in dust.
Ill show you a place
High on a desert plain
Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name.
Were still building and burning down love
Burning down love.
And when I go there
I go there with you
(Its all I can do).
℗ 1975 Far Out Productions, Inc under exclusive license to Rhino Entertainment Company, a Warner Music Group Company
Percussion, Vocals: «Papa» Dee Allen
Bass, Percussion, Vocals: B.B. Dickerson
Percussion, Vocals, Woodwind: Charles Miller
Percussion, Performance, Vocals: Eric Burdon
Drums, Percussion, Vocals: Harold Brown
Guitar, Percussion, Vocals: Howard Scott
Harmonica, Percussion, Vocals: Lee Oskar
Guitar, Keyboards, Percussion, Producer, Vocals: Lonnie Jordan
Writer: «Papa» Dee Allen
Writer: B.B. Dickerson
Writer: Charles Miller
Writer: Gerald Goldstein
Writer: Harold Brown
Writer: Howard E. Scott
Writer: Howard Scott
Writer: Jerry Goldstein
Writer: Lee Oskar
Writer: Lee Oskar Levitin
Writer: Leroy Jordan
Writer: Lonnie Jordan
Writer: Morris Dickerson
Writer: Thomas S. Allen