Great Big Noise Lyrics by Arlen Salte
Stand straight, it’s getting late
You can run but you can never hide
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Stand straight, it’s getting late
You can run but you can never hide
One, two, three, four
Oh, yeah
Too many backdoor dealings
Too many days of compromise
Me dance? Fat chance
I don’t like the circumstance
Just outside Chicago, in the hollow of the night
A house is burning brightly, the flames are rising high
The race is long, the road is steep
I’m out of breath and I need to sleep
I whisper quietly, “Look into my eyes”
My breath is swept away
It’s cold out here on Center Street
Where the future’s sold