I arrive sometime late in the evening, my telephone starts ringing
Well see you at Lincoln later tonight
Im drunk like a fish and world seems so bright, looking up at the Olympos lights
I just might get laid tonight Ill forget about the world and all the sh** Im in
My brain is numb and what has been has been
They cant get to me, cause Im higher than a kite
Right here, right now Im all right I get on the tube and my head is spinning, in the distance fists are swinging
The tensions building up on the red line
I step in the club and the musics pumping, time stops and the place is jumping
Nothing can ever make me feel this good