Fire Down Below — текст песни (Bette Midler)

Here comes the rose, looking mighty fine.

Here comes ol nancy, walking right in time.

Here comes the stripper, bringing on the night.

Here come the boys, faces hidden from the light.



Walk through the shadows.

Well, they come and they go.

Only one thing on their mind:

Fire down below.



Whoa, here come the rich man in his big, long limousine.

Here come the poor man, all you got to have is green.

Here come the banker, lawyer and the cop.

One things for certain, its never gonna stop.



When it all gets too heavy

They come and they go. there they go.

One thing on their mi-mi-mi-mind:

Fire down below.



Whoa, there they go.

One thing on their mi-mi-mi-mi-mind:

Fire down below.



It happens out in vegas, moline,

On the blue-blood streets of boston,

In berkley, out in queens.

Went on yesterday, its going on tonight.

Somewhere theres somebody

Treatin somebody right.



Im lookin at the rose.

Im lookin mighty fine.

I walk the streets,

Ill find you any time.

Where the street lights flicker,

Bringing on the night,

Ill be slipping into darkness;

Slippin out of sight.



Oh, through the midnight

I come! I go!

Only one thing on my my mind:

Fire down below.

One thing on my my my mind:

Fire down below.

Fire, fire, fire, hoo, hoo, hoo.

One thing on my my mind:

Fire down below.