Fever Pitch

Hallelujah The iron king sings a song for the lover The leaver, the lonely, and like Young love waits If I can then I'll meet you at the gate of St. Peter When the fever takes my mind My god she came singing my name Sounded like rain on the mountain While I burned alive Young flame burns soft as a candle Lit between our two hearts Just beats apart in the dark Spent my summer out and high (high) On the whiplash Head back blowin' through the leaves Growin' up a preacher was all you ever dreamed I got the holy rope I got the holy rope I felt the fever grip When I needed it closer I'm at the fever pitch Not quite but nearin' it Can't feed the fever yet I'm savin' up my daily measurement I'm at the grocery store I'm buying eggs and toast Lookin' at you and not where I walk I broke my nose just facin' god Don't let the fever get you Got god already Lost my soul in the seventh heaven Makin' out on aisle eleven Spent my summer out and high (high) On the whiplash Head back blowin' through the leaves Growing up a preacher was always just a dream All you ever needed were lines you could believe Sang them to me sweetly Only just a dream Well I know you can't walk With them heels in the dark Kick 'em off Let's talk Let me get to know you Well I don't know nothin' But I'm quick pickin' up and I think I could get you in a minute or two Yeah if I could get a minute Four, five at the limit I think I might make you Smile after dinner Kick me under the table I think that's my in And I think I came for that What comes with it? Let it simmer Let it simmer Simmer down please I got the holy rope I got the holy rope I felt the fever grip me When I needed it most (thank the lord) I'm at the fever pitch now I'm at the fever pitch Not quite but nearly there I mean it man