Letras de Walking

Like a wrecking ball
We rolled through the stew
Into the teeth
Of its contented smile
Like a snake
We crawled across its feet
They twitched in sleep

The city dreamed of two drunk men walking
The city dreamed of two drunk men walking

We were hungry
And the trees were bare
We spat on their roots
Until our mouths were dry
If it promised to end
And its name was emptiness
It went in our mouths

The city dreamed of two fire eaters
The city dreamed of two fire eaters

But if not for just one word from a friend
A chance of bad design
I would have broken my neck
On some dark stone steps

Singing any town′s a good place
A good place to die
Any town's a good place
A good place to die

Afraid of the kiss
Of getting burned on the lips
I leaned just close enough
To light my cigarette
I climbed the steps
With the key to my room
My hands are warm
My pockets full of stolen fire
My pockets full of stolen fire

Like a fist
He arcs through ancient dust
Into the jaws of the beast
The chrome and the rust
Like a saint
Who turned his back on one kind word
His soul sleeps

The radio plays of drunk men walking
The radio
The radio
The radio
The radio