Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me

Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me
You don't know how you took it
You just know what you've got
Oh Lordy, you've been stealing
From the thieves and you got caught
In the headlights of a stretch car
You're a star

Dressing like your sister
Living like a tart
They don't know what you're doing
Babe, it must be art
You're a headache, in a suitcase
You're a star
Oh no, don't be shy
You don't have to go blind
Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me
You don't know how you got here
You just know you want out
Believing in yourself
Almost as much as you doubt
You're a big smash
You wear it like a rash
Star
Oh no, don't be shy
It's a crime to cry
Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me
They want you to be Jesus
Now go down on one knee
But they want their money back
If you're alive at thirty-three
And you're turning tricks
With your crucifix
You're a star
Ooh child
Of course you're not shy
You don't have to deny love
Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me
En esta canción de U2, se narra la historia de alguien atrapado en un mundo de glamour y excesos, donde se siente atrapado y expuesto. La persona se encuentra en medio de un escándalo, robando a los ladrones y siendo descubierto en el proceso...