///*****/// [Intro] (Double-kick gallop, screaming harmonic, guitars detonating) This one goes all the way to the back row! [Verse 1] Up in the cheap seats where the oxygen is thin Where you're closer to the rafters than you'll ever be to sin There's a kid with a cassette deck taping every note And a girl with a homemade banner and a fire in her throat They saved for seven weeks to get a ticket to the roof They can't see my face from there but they don't need the proof 'Cause the sound hits harder when it's travelled through the air And the best view in this building is the one that isn't there [Pre-Chorus] Don't you tell me that the front row owns this night The furthest heart is burning just as bright [Chorus] There's a fire in the nosebleeds, way up in the sky There's a riot in the rafters and they're screaming through the night You can keep your golden circle, you can keep your VIP The loudest people in this house are the ones I'll never see Fire in the nosebleeds! Burn it up for me! [Verse 2] I was one of them in seventy-eight up in the gods Binoculars and heartbeat against impossible odds I watched a man in silver make the whole sky detonate And I swore on every stairwell I'd be standing there one day So don't you feel forgotten when you're miles from the light The distance never mattered, only what you brought tonight And if the security won't let you stand, then stand up anyway Nobody in this building's gonna take this night away [Pre-Chorus] Don't you tell me that the front row owns this night The furthest heart is burning just as bright [Chorus] There's a fire in the nosebleeds, way up in the sky There's a riot in the rafters and they're screaming through the night You can keep your golden circle, you can keep your VIP The loudest people in this house are the ones I'll never see Fire in the nosebleeds! Burn it up for me! [Guitar Solo] (Furious, high-register, machine-gun picking into a harmonised twin climb) [Crowd Call and Response] Upstairs! (Yeah!) Higher! (Yeah!) Everybody in the balcony! (Whoa-oh-oh!) I can hear you! [Breakdown] Kill the lights on the floor Put one spot on the ceiling Let them have it, let them have it Now! [Bridge] There's a boy up there who's never gonna be the same Who'll wake up Monday morning with a chord stuck in his brain And in twenty years he'll stand here where I'm standing now And he'll point up at the rafters and he'll take his first bow [Final Chorus] There's a fire in the nosebleeds, way up in the sky There's a riot in the rafters and they're screaming through the night You can keep your golden circle, you can keep your VIP The loudest people in this house are the ones I'll never see Fire in the nosebleeds! Burn it up for me! Fire in the nosebleeds tonight! [Outro] (Double-kick blasting, guitars shrieking, crashing to a dead stop) Top of the house, I salute you!
