Sat down with the face The snake eyes and pillowcase The holding the triple ace Are laying down the She said it without Yeah, it's tragic, but true my friend You it really makes no difference Your little heart
I thought you would got it all The Bible's painted on the wall And all you had to do was For one final The innocents will and stare The libertines play truth or You've been waiting out the summer And by degrees
And, oh, a little more time Cos fever all down the line I said, oh, take a more time Cos beats all down the
Yeah, are our heroes now And fever on furrowed brows all the fake the past allows Is into gold a sonnet on the news at ten The Prayer or a requiem Dylan, it is Bethlehem Recited on a show
And, oh, take a more time Cos fever beats all the line I said, oh, take a little more Cos fever all down the line All the line All the line
So, hey now, are you Cos the day is slowly in You're dust and you are heart and You're blood and you are And the night, yeah, through it all In every word and chord You're sure you've heard it all And hear it all again it all again Hear it all
And, oh, take a little time Cos fever beats all the line I said, oh, take a little time Cos fever all down the And, oh, take a little time Cos fever beats all the line I said, oh, a little more time Cos fever beats all the line All down the All down the All down the