Sat down with the face The snake and your pillowcase The hands the triple ace Are laying the cards She it without sentiment Yeah, it's tragic, but it's my friend You know it makes no difference Your little bleeding
I you would have got it all The Bible's painted on the bedroom And all you had to do was For one reprise The will stop and stare The libertines play truth or You've waiting out the summer there And loving by
And, oh, take a more time Cos fever beats all the line I said, oh, take a little more Cos fever beats all the
Yeah, are our heroes now And fever beats on furrowed While all the fake the allows Is into gold a sonnet on the news at ten The Prayer or a requiem It's Dylan, it is Recited on a show
And, oh, take a little more Cos beats all down the line I said, oh, take a little time Cos fever beats all the line All down the All down the
So, hey now, are you Cos the day is closing in You're dust and you are heart and blood and you are vein And through the night, yeah, it all In word and every chord You're sure you've heard it all And hear it all again Hear it all Hear it all
And, oh, take a more time Cos fever all down the line I said, oh, a little more time Cos fever all down the And, oh, a little more time Cos fever beats all down the I said, oh, a little more time Cos fever all down the line All down the All the line All the line