Up with your turret Aren't we just terrified? Shale, screen your worry from what you won't ever find Don't let it fool you Don't let it fool you down Dancing around, folds in her gown Sea and the rock below Cocked to the undertow Bones blood and teeth

Let it go, let it go Can't hold it back anymore Turn away and slam the door The cold never bothered me anyway I don't care What they're going to say Let the storm rage on Standing frozen In this life I've chosen

One on one I want to play that game tonight One on one I know I want to play that One on one so slow I`m tired of playing on the team It seems I don`t get time out anymore What a change if we set the pace face to face No one even trying to score Oh oh I

Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones? Do you know what it's like on the outside? Don't go talking too loud, you'll cause a landslide, Mr. Jones. In the event of something happening to me, There is something I would like you all to see. It's just a photograph

Get low, get low Hands on your waist, let's go Girl, you got the vibe, I'm up for the climb Don't care if you're too loud Sexy, I want you now Bet I could take you there Whispering in your ear What do you wanna feel? Let's just enjoy the thrill

What am I to do with my life (You will find out don't worry) (You just got to do it your way) I can't help the way I feel But my life has been so overprotected How am I supposed to know what's right? I need space There must be another way

You lot, what? Don't stop, give it all you got Don't stop, yeah You're frettin', you're sweatin' What have we got? Yeah, ooh The magnificent seven Ring, ring, it's 7:00 A.M. Move yourself to go again Cold water in the face

Ooooooh that's right What if you should decide That you don't want me there by your side That you don't want me there in your life Oooooooh that's right Let's take a breath try to put it aside What if there was no lie Nothing wrong, nothing right What if

Get on your way No way you're gonna work And Jack don't rock Oh what a shame I open the door Ooo, I strut like a cock It's all coming back to me If it's all the same I'll get on my coat and leave

You lot! What? Don't you ever stop long enough to start? Ring! Ring! It's 7:00 A.M.! Move y'self to go again Cold water in the face Brings you back to this awful place Knuckle merchants and you bankers, too Must get up an' learn those rules Weather man