Lyrics from RICHARD MARX´S Rush Street

PLAYING WITH FIRE (RICHARD MARX) Hey, you got the look of a lonely woman´s eyes, what´cha thinking when you´re standing so close to me? Ain´t no law says a man can´t fantasize, there´s a secret locked up in you tight Ooh! I´d love to turn the key. Whoah, playing with fire...fighting my desire, baby... ...my conscience is a liar. Oh, Lord, have mercy on the shameless sinner...! ...walking on a wire, now I...I face the crucifier, What´cha doin´ to me? Live by rules made up by society, but I guess I must have missed Election day ´cause so much about you looks so good to me, yeah! for what I´m thinking I could go to jail, but some laws are born to break... ...stakes are getting higher, now I... ...I think I´m losin´ it...
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LOVE UNEMOTIONAL (RICHARD MARX) Victim of temptation, can´t make it go away. You see it and you want it, baby, never hear a word I say. You know I don´t want nothing I don´t deserve, oh, no! I won´t take less than I know I´m worth. All this talking makes me feel like a monkey in a cage, ain´t no point in trying to change a man of my age. Love unemotional, purely physical, what I´m staying for´s a mystery to me... ...the heart´s invisible...is what you want from me. People say I´m crazy, wonder why I play your game, sure beats felling lonely, baby, but the story ends the same. I want to feel like I´m living in a fairy tale, don´t want to be just another broken heart for sale. Do I have to hit my knees and beg for something more? Maybe this is not the love I´ve waited for... ...the girl´s insatiable... ...You feel no shame in being so unkind, all touch and zero feeling, I don´t see a way of changing your mind. Girl, this kind of life is bound to leave you all alone. The light inside your heart is on, but no one´s home... ...the soul´s invisible... ...What I´m doing here´s a mystery to me...
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KEEP COMING BACK (RICHARD MARX) You know just how to hurt me and how to take all the pain away. Girl, you must be the devil in disguise, there were times, I think you knew, when I was so afraid of you. There´s some kind of madness in your eyes. You know a place buried deep in my heart nobody else can see, something in you has taken some kind of hold on me. I don´t know why I keep coming back to you, baby... ...You say we shouldn´t be lovers, and I say we can´t just be friends, and all this talking just makes me want you more. You´ve got a way of confusing a heart that nobody else could do, why should I try? I don´t want to get over you... ...Just tell me...my baby... ...I´m so in love...with the games that you play... ...and nothing can keep me away...
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TAKE THIS HEART (RICHARD MARX) I´ve been where you are before, no one understands it more, you fear every step you take, so sure that your heart will break. It´s not how the story ends, you´ll be back on your feet again. Baby, this time there ain´t nothing gonna take this heart away. No more goodbyes...gonna take my heart away. The pain´s still alive in you for what one man put you through, you say that we´re all the same but I´m called by no other name. We all need a place to run, won´t you let me be the one...? ...Don´t keep the dream in you locked outside your door, just believe in this love and don´t be afraid anymore. I need you to, please, be strong, I´ve waited for you too long...
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HAZARD (RICHARD MARX) My mother came to Hazard when I was just seven. Even then, the folks in town said with prejudiced eyes: "That boy´s not right". Three years ago when I came to know Mary, first time that someone looked beyond the rumors and the lies and saw the man inside. We used to walk down by the river, she loved to watch the sun go down... ...and dream our way out of this town. No one understood what I felt for Mary, no one cared until the night she went out walking alone and never came home. Man with a badge came knocking next morning, here was I, surrounded by a thousand fingers, suddenly pointed right at me. I swear I left her by the river, I swear I left her safe and sound, I need to make it to the river and leave this old Nebraska town. I think about my life gone by and how it´s done me wrong, there´s no escape for me this time, all of my rescues are gone, long gone...
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HANDS IN YOUR POCKETS (RICHARD MARX) We´re all victims of the system, still we love to place the blame, we´re running out of choices and there´s no rules to the game. I´m getting tired of feeling this way, what can a single man do? what can he say? Every day you walk the edge of a knife, you´re left with nothing at the end of your life. They´ve got their hands in your pocket, they´ll take the clothes off your back... ...They´ll stop you like a heart attack. We put people into power but we fight our wars alone, they take such good care of the rest of the world, but, what about the folks? At home, oh yeah! Point the finger at the man you chose, he´ll say he´s sorry, but it´s just the way it goes. He sits in judgement like a king on a throne, ´till that November when he´ll beg for a bone... ...Brother, don´t ignore the facts...!
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CALLING YOU (RICHARD MARX) I had a dream that you stood right in front of me and called to me in black and white. Though I could see you, I couldn´t reach you, you faded into the light. And when the sun turns a dream to reality, I´m left with such an empty space. I feel your spirit, know that I´m near it, I swear I can see your face. Hear me calling you...But you just don´t seem to answer anymore. Am I supposed to pretend I don´t feel the pain? Like it happened only yesterday, no use in trying to stop the crying, I can´t make it go away... ...I´m calling you...And I´m afraid you won´t... ...Where is the healing you promised me? Maybe this feeling will burn in me forever...
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SUPERSTAR (RICHARD MARX) You´re the queen of your own little world, you really made a splash, got the offers rollin´ in, but you´re nothing more than high paid trash. Everybody wants to know what goes on in your head, pity if they found out that you´re lonely in your bed. Maybe it all happened to you just a little too fast. Won´t let anybody touch you? So you do it for yourself. Plain to see there´s a woman cryin´ out for help. You´re a superstar, but you don´t know who you are, and your money won´t get you very far. You´re a mystery, nothing can set you free, your demons haunt you endlessly. You face the end of your youth in a tired little masquerade, you talk to people with a tongue like a newly sharpened razor blade. Yours is not a life that lets you take a look inside, morals and convictions meet a fate of genocide, but in the end you´ll be sleeping in the bed you made. All you want´s a daddy, the one you never had, a need for understanding aching in you bad... ...it seems so clear to me, there´s something that you´d rather be. Take a look around you now, before it´s much too late, make the choice to change, or be a victim of your fate. All your life, you´ve been running from the girl inside... ...oh, but it´s plain to see there´s someone...
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STREETS OF PAIN (RICHARD MARX) She´s still another party blonde who had it all her way, now, just another hanger on with a faded resume. He´s gonna be a leading man in the Gary Cooper mold, now, working at a pretzel stand but it´s him that´s getting sold. Big dreamer gonna take the town but she´s running out of time, still singing at a sleazy lounge to a house of drooling swine. Self satisfied narcissist with a body like a god, he´s thinking that´s all there is but "I don´t want that job". Streets of pain, they don´t hear the crying... ...never felt the tears...they just keep on lying. Get it through your head ´cause some things never change. Won´t it finally be obvious that there´s very little chance? Can´t they see it´s a Greyhound bus and not their handsome prince? Isn´t anybody satisfied with the average girl next door? Does she have to be glamorized so the world will love her more...? ...Sinking like a rock in a river...never felt so cold... ...Lower than a snake can slither, not to mention all the stories never told. Pretty girl becomes a socialite standing in somebody else´s light. Anything can happen late at night, in the morning she´ll be out of sight. Made a million on a lucky streak, threw it all away as foolishly, one of many comic tragedies, what else can there be? So you better get on the road to the desolation station, And you better bring all you own, it´s a permanent vacation. We´re waiting here with open arms but it isn´t what it seems. Just looking for the boulevard on the trail of broken dreams...
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I GET NO SLEEP (RICHARD MARX) Got a house full of fortune and they pay me in gold for something I´d do for free. But there´s still something missing that a man can´t hold, it´s like a weight over me, so scared the thrill will be gone. But I´m the one who keeps the pressure on, all I´ve got is all I need, but I get no sleep and I´m tired to the bone... ...I know I´m not alone. Well, I´m sick of walking ´round with blood in my eyes, just keeping up with this town. I´m a roadrunner racing, but I don´t see the signs, I´ve got to learn to slow down. My life makes it hard to complain, but there´s time I´d take my school days back again... ...Four o´clock and I´m still counting sheep. Love to change the system, but I´m in too deep. I keep the pressure far away as I can, but it still comes back again...
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BIG BOY NOW (RICHARD MARX) I´ve been searching not the first or the last, trying to figure out the mystery of the half empty glass. Time is turning for the rest of the world, while a temporary leap of faith helps the story unfurl. They say that hearts don´t stay broken, eventhough the scars remain, and eyes don´t stay swollen, even if it feels that way. But it´s not that serious, I´m a big boy, now. And I´m not delirious so don´t show me how, ´cause I´ve gotten beyond the agony, and my perspective is saving me. Never doubted what the cards would reveal and if the joker showed his ugly face not that big of a deal. It´s just a moment in the scheme of it all, but it´s difficult to visualize when the axe starts to fall. But then a heart won´t stay broken, even on its darkest day, the right door could open, pick you up and drift away... ...With all the confusion, how does anybody come through? But life is illusion and no one can tell you what you´ve gotta do. You know a heart...
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YOUR WORLD (RICHARD MARX) The warmest day of all my life you came to me, I held you in my hands and something changed forever. I want you for a better time to know the beauty of our Mother Earth. Cherish her forever, never felt in such a hurry. So little time, so much to do, I lie awake and dream the dreams I´ll share with you. This is your world, now, no one can chase all your fears away... ...Trust in your heart to lead the way. I still recall a day so clear, I saw the future in my mother´s eyes, filled with tears of sorrow, the years roll by, the times do change, the truth around us harder to disguise. As we face tomorrow so many promises were made me, so little hope remains alive. I only pray the dreams I leave you will survive... ...Fight for your world now...to find the way. You´ll see what I´m saying when you´re on your own. The war that you´re facing isn´t yours alone. I am a man in search of reasons, though I am still as much to blame. It´s up to me to leave you more than just my name... ...I know that somehow you´ll find your way...
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