Dire Straits - On Every Street lyrics

There's gotta be a record of you some place<br>You gotta be on somebody's books<br>The lowdown - a picture of your face<br>Your injured looks<br><br>The sacred and profane<br>The pleasure and the pain<br>Somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete<br>And it's your face I'm looking for on every street<br><br>A ladykiller - regulation tattoo<br>Silver spurs on his heels<br>Says - what can I tell you as I'm standing next to you<br>She threw herself under my wheels<br>Oh it's a dangerous road<br>And a hazardous load<br>And the fireworks over liberty expode in the heat<br>And it's your face I'm looking for on every street<br><br>A three-chord symphony crashes into space<br>The moon is hanging upside down<br>I don't know why it is I'm still on the case<br>It's a ravenous town<br>And you still refuse to be traced<br>Seems to me such a waste<br>And every victory has a taste that's bittersweet<br>And it's your face I'm looking for on every street