I get my kicks from you

So get it off and let it do what it ought to do

Send a message to the world

It sigh's The passion is gone

But when et poets die, the game is lost



I still remember the time, Over and over and over



All night, inside

Your room is lit a red, hot light

Hot damn, I'm ready to go

I guess, I'm closer to my god

High tide, in flight

Your body struck by the morning light

In fact I know I should go

I guess I'm closer to the soul



I learned my tricks from you

So lay the cards and let it unfold my life for you

Send a message to the world

It shines when money is love

But when your time has come, the game is lost



And you'll remember the time, Over and over and over



All night, inside...



[solo]



All nigh, inside...