"The Heat Is On" lyrics

Back in the golden years
Soaking in ballroom tears
Where all the dresses once
Had swayed

Like when the private eye
Was killed by the robber's wife
Just when you thought he
Had 'em made

Out in the line of fire
Sinking in the mire
Or laying in wait behind
Closed doors

All clues that lead nowhere
I would not try to compare
No, none of my pain to yours

Oh maybe we'd be better off
Saying nothing
Oh maybe we'd be better off
Gagged and bound
Something our oldest friends
Could tell us
But now our friends are
Not around
Oh now the head is on

I saw the heralds come
Sing out the starting guns
All the women standing on
Broken heels

Cadillacs of white
Came out of the sky
No one behind the
Driving wheels

Arc'd in perfect row
Windshields all aglow
Slowly driving the clouds
Apart

There in the light of day
I watched em drive away
With an aching in
My heart

Oh maybe we'd be better off
Saying nothing
Oh maybe we'd be better off
Gagged and bound
Something our oldest friends
Could tell us
But now our friends are
Not around
Oh now the heat is on

Something strange about
The color of the air
The way the sun shines
In a nightmare

Up at the heavens gate
Standing in the your way
The things you want surrounded
By all the things you hate

Pine and wish for when
The past comes back again
But you don't really know
How it was back then

I know you like to think
This world was made for you
But any fool could see
That never was true

Oh maybe we'd be better off
Saying nothing
Oh maybe we'd be better off
Gagged and bound
Something our oldest friends
Could tell us
But now our friends are
Not around
Oh now the heat is on