Sat down the poker face The snake and your pillowcase The hands holding the ace Are down the cards She said it without Yeah, it's tragic, but true my friend You it really makes no difference Your little heart
I thought you 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 or dare You've been out the summer there And loving by
And, oh, a little more time Cos fever all down the line I said, oh, take a little more Cos fever all down the
Yeah, are our heroes now And fever on furrowed brows While all the the past allows Is into gold It's a sonnet on the at ten The Lord's or a requiem It's Dylan, it is on a game show
And, oh, take a more time Cos fever all down the line I said, oh, a little more time Cos beats all down the line All the line All the line
So, hey now, are you Cos the day is slowly in dust and you are heart and skin You're blood and you are And the night, yeah, through it all In word and every chord sure you've heard it all before And you'll it all again Hear it all it all again
And, oh, take a more time Cos beats all down the line I said, oh, take a little more Cos fever all down the And, oh, a little more time Cos beats all down the line I said, oh, take a little more Cos fever all down the line All down the All down the All the line