U2 - desire

Lover I'm off the streets

Gonna go where the bright lights

And the big city meet

With a red guitar, on fire

Desire

She's the candle

Burning in my room

I'm like the needle

Needle and spoon

Over the counter

With a shotgun

Pretty soon, everybody got one

And the fever when I'm beside her

Desire

Burning

She's the dollars

She's my protection

Yeah, she's the promise

In the year of election

Ah, sister, I can't let you go

I'm like a preacher

Stealing hearts at a traveling show

For the love or money, money?

Desire