One more to tie
to the whipping post
papers that peddle
the holy ghost
once more the victim
of circumstance pays
If paper plates serve
the final feast
sharpen your knives
for a front page piece
sitting safe in
the front row seats
You make a big noise
big fire
big noise
you and the big boys
are playin' with fire
big noise
You'd take me down
to a peeping show
frame me in photos in old soho
now who's gonna give me
a second chance?
You make a big noise
big fire
big noise
you and the big boys
are playin' with fire
big noise
Try to give me one thing
straight from the heart
straight from the heart...
So make a big noise
big fire
big noise
you and the big boys
are playin' with fire
big noise...
and when the smoke clears
there's no fire
big noise
(straight from the heart?)