Hang Wire

Theyre going higher

Wind is whistling on the barbs

Your heads a hammer
Hang wire, hang wire

Hang wire

Meet you at the
Hang wire

That man is a liar

The day is like a warm night
Salt rusts the cold line
Hang wire, hang wire

Hang wire

Meet you at the
Hang wire

Every morning and every day

Ill bossanova with ya

If there were a fire

Can we scratch beneath this?
Hang wire, hang wire

Hang wire

Meet you at the
Hang wire ......