Friday nights on the seventh floor(FOURTH OF, JULY, BROOKLYN'S, ON FIRE)Paper backs on the corner store(FOURTH OF, JULY, BROOKLYN'S, ON FIRE)Looking over the ledge, the sidewalk traffic starts to spreadSummer's begun across the bayAnd no bit of silence remainsOh, Brooklyn's on fire, and fills July hearts with desireSleep will not come, until the mornCause tonight your memory is bornLa dee da, la dee daAnd the band's not begun just yet(FOURTH OF, JULY, BROOKLYN'S, ON FIRE)Fifty names you're bound to forget(FOURTH OF, JULY, BROOKLYN'S, ON FIRE)Black and blue on the lakesWear badges from happier daysLate in the night, in '84Walked in through the old out doorOh, Brooklyn's on fire, and fills July hearts with desireSleep will not come, until the mornCause tonight your memory is bornLa dee da, dee da, dee da(FOURTH OF, JULY, BROOKLYN'S, ON FIRE)(FOURTH OF, JULY, BROOKLYN'S, ON FIRE)I'm caught in the way, of tears from much happier daysWhen we were young and unafraid, of stupid mistak es that we madeOh, Brooklyn's on fire, and fills July hearts with desireSleep will not come, until the mornCause tonight your memory is bornLadeeda, la dee da, dee da, dee da, dee da
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