Heaven S On Fire - RICHARD Z. KRUSPE
Written by:Desmond Child/Paul Stanley
People see rock and roll as
As youth culture and when youth culture
Becomes monopolised by big business what are the youth to do
Do you do you have any idea
I think we should destroy the bogus capitalist process
That is destroying youth culture
When I look at you heaven's on fire
I wish I didn't know you better but it's pointless
One look at you and heaven's on fire
When I look at you I reach for a piano wire
Fighting to keep it together but it's pointless
One look at you and heaven's on fire heaven's on fire
It seems like everyone is on your side
We're out numbered by those who take no pride
In constantly moving against the tide
Charlatans just out of reach and out of time
I'm a little like you ugly on the inside
But while I dive into the gritty you just stand by
When I look at you heaven's on fire heaven's on fire
It seems like everyone is on your side
We're out numbered by those who take no pride
In constantly moving against the tide
Charlatans just out of reach and out of time
Charlatans just out of reach and out of
Heaven S On Fire - RICHARD Z. KRUSPE
Written by:Desmond Child/Paul Stanley
People see rock and roll as
As youth culture and when youth culture
Becomes monopolised by big business what are the youth to do
Do you do you have any idea
I think we should destroy the bogus capitalist process
That is destroying youth culture
When I look at you heaven's on fire
I wish I didn't know you better but it's pointless
One look at you and heaven's on fire
When I look at you I reach for a piano wire
Fighting to keep it together but it's pointless
One look at you and heaven's on fire heaven's on fire
It seems like everyone is on your side
We're out numbered by those who take no pride
In constantly moving against the tide
Charlatans just out of reach and out of time
I'm a little like you ugly on the inside
But while I dive into the gritty you just stand by
When I look at you heaven's on fire heaven's on fire
It seems like everyone is on your side
We're out numbered by those who take no pride
In constantly moving against the tide
Charlatans just out of reach and out of time
Charlatans just out of reach and out of