Livewire - Fyfe Dangerfield

There was a crack in your smile the day you were born

You’re out on the pull and it’s making you yawn

Good samaritans never play their part

Come round, let me put my hands around your heart

Livewire, your life is in the fire

You got everything to play for

1−1, half time

Livewire, the world is yours to hire

We got everything to live for

Don’t kick it all the time

Standing in the borough markets selling straws

People just stare at you and gawp

You’d like to say you’re wasted

But it’s not the alcohol that’s making you feel like a flat spare wheel

Livewire, your life is in the fire

We got everything to play for

1−1, half time

Livewire, the world is yours to hire

You got everything to live for

Don’t kick it all the time

Helicopters hover over the street

There’s always somebody else you’re dying to meet

And you’re always getting older

That’s the deepest thought you can commit to paper

As the nights get later

Livewire, your life is in the fire

We’ve got everything to play for

1−1, half time

Livewire, the world is yours to hire

You’ve got everything to live for

Don’t kick it all the time

Don’t kick it all the time