1977

You dye your hands the color blue

You wash your mouth, you pray for truth

You've seen it all by grace of God

It's what you've done, it's who you are

Oh, oh, fever

Oh, oh, fever

You'll drink it all, you'll live tonight

You'll bite your cheeks, you'll put it right

Oh, oh, fever

Kiss your tongue, you strike a match

Keep it high, you're moving fast

You touch the ground, you're slipping through

You'll never know how you can move

Oh, oh, fever

Oh, oh, fever

You'll drink it all, you'll live tonight

You'll bite your cheeks, you'll put it right

Oh, oh, fever

Oh, ooh

Take what you want from me

I've nothing left to lose

Oh, ooh

Pull back the world from me

I wanted something blue