Blood on the Stage

Left in the summer, we were wide-eyed and dazed

By winter, those distant miles etched their mark on each face

We played like gypsy weddings, shirts drenched in champagne

Went into catacombs and raised the skeletons from their graves

Now all you kids who lay your axes at the altar of song

May your voices be true, may your hearts beat strong

But when you walk into the sound of that sweet, sweet rage

You better play like Cuban fire and leave your blood on the stage

Blood on the stage

Blood on the stage

We stole the hours in that beautiful haze

In the thunder of the drums and the trumpet's blaze

Eyes wild, lights flashing, sweat drenched to the bone

Some nights, we had nothing to give, but still we'd bring it on home

Now all you kids who lay your axes at the altar of song

May your voices be true, may your hearts beat strong

But when you walk into the sound of that sweet, sweet rage

You better play like Cuban fire and leave your blood on the stage

Blood on the stage

Blood on the stage

Blood on the stage

Blood on the stage

I want you, I need you, you find me, I leave you

From Havana to the outer streets of invisible cities

Yeah, I whisper, I scream you, you haunt me, I dream you

But the moment that I get you in my arms, you disappear

You're my nirvana, my torture, my guru, my seeker

I adore you, you're the only one who knows my secret creature

From the sands of La Louise to Rio, where the Christ redeemer cries

You spiders of desire, it's time to play it like you mean it

Alright, woo

Alright

Alright

It's live

Now all you kids who lay your axes at the altar of song

May your voices be true, may your hearts beat strong

But when you walk into the sound of that sweet, sweet rage

You better play like Cuban fire and leave your blood on the stage

Blood on the stage

Blood on the stage

Blood on the stage

You better play like Cuban fire and leave your blood on the stage, woo

Blood on the stage