Slow Burn - LaBelle

We live on the doorstep of pleasure

We bury our martyrs in vain

We must raise ourselves up much higher

To renig is to live it again

We don’t know if you do aspire

To the dawn of a new light each day

We must raise ourselves up much higher

Slow burning in fire ain’t wise

Somebody’s gonna get caught in the keyhole

Somebody’s gonna get locked up outside

Somebody’s gonna get caught in the peep-hole

Somebody’s gonna get left by surprise

We dance to the tune of the piper

Who will teach the young children, I say

We must raise ourselves up much higher

It’s a game of roulette if we stay

Your mind’s filled with doors left unopened

With the promise of broadening our zone

We must raise ourselves up much higher

Slow burning in fire’s too warm

Rise-pull the wool from your eyes

Rise-slow burning in fire ain’t wise

So rise-pull the wool from your eyes

So rise-slow burning in fire ain’t wise

Somebody’s gonna get caught

Somebody’s gonna get locked

Somebody’s gonna get caught

Somebody’s gonna get left by surprise

We live on the doorstep of pleasure

We bury our martyrs in vain

We must raise ourselves up much higher

To renig is to live it again

Your mind’s filled with doors left unopened

With the promise of broadening our zone

We must raise ourselves up much higher

Slow burning in fire’s too warm

So rise-pull the wool from your eyes

So rise-slow burning in fire ain’t wise

So rise

Rise

Rise