Bruce Springsteen – The Fuse lyrics

Down at the court house they're ringin' the flag down
Long black line of
cars snakin' slow through town
Red sheets snappin' on the line
With this
ring will you be mine
The fuse is burning
(Shut out the lights)
The
fuse is burning
(Come on let me do you right)

Trees on fire with the
first fall's frost
Long black line in front of Holy Cross
Blood moon
risin' in a sky of black dust
Tell me baby who do you trust?
The fuse is
burning
(Shut out the lights)
The fuse is burning
(Come on let me do
you right)

Tires on the highway hissin' something's coming
You can
feel the wires in the tree tops bummin'
Devil's on the horizon line
Your
kiss and I'm alive

A quiet afternoon, an empty house
On the edge of
your bed you slip off your blouse
The room is burning with the noon sun

Your bittersweet taste on my tongue
The fuse is burning
(Shut out
the lights)
The fuse is burning
(Come on let me do you right)