Hang Wire

They're going higher

Wind is whistling on the barbs

Your head's 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

I'll 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 ......