What I knowIs the king is back in townWhat I knowThere is fire all around
What I knowIs the king is back in townWhat I knowBring me my crown
What I knowIs the king is back in townWhat I knowThe way to my throne

By the light of the moonI watch the waves crash over you
shadows creep from the nightas sun sets on my skin
I can see
I can see the way we’re headingI can feel my hair stand on endI can see the way you’re lookingI step back and hold my breath
I feels so goodUnderwater Lovefeels so rightUnderwater LoveCan’t try and fight itUnderwater LoveOh it makes it goodUnderwater Love
The moon strike
before midnighttakes us through to sunrisetakes us back to daylight
I can see
I can see the way we’re headingI can feel my hair stand on endI can see the way you’re lookingI step back and hold my breath
I feels so goodUnderwater Lovefeels so rightUnderwater LoveCan’t try and fight itUnderwater LoveOh it makes it goodUnderwater Love
I feels so goodUnderwater Lovefeels so rightUnderwater LoveCan’t try and fight itUnderwater LoveOh it makes it goodUnderwater Love

She turned me on till
I can’t come down.
She took me one summer night, couldn’t take it back if I tried.
She’s studying harder for a better life, she does it and it’s done.
She goes out now with a motorbike, the kind of guy I wish I didn’t like.
She does him. He’s been done.
She turned me on.I can’t come down.
So we left town with the band that night, the rock stars in their dying light.
She wouldn’t even kiss me when I said goodnight.
She did me. I was done.
She turned me on. And now I can’t come…
I feel raw… Turn me on.
She turned me on.She turned me on ‘till I can’t come down.I Can’t come down.

I'd like to staywith you one more dayBut i must take leave of allall these sons of godYour morning sun goes down at noonstare at the light who blinds you soonwish I could sayi never hurt you one daysweet sister dewyour eyes painted blueYour morning sun goes down at noonstare at the light who blinds you soon

Noise,It's my own and private secret garden
a dark and serious land i dont wanna shareit's all in tension, spit and violence,and not a fuckin danceflourhow, how can you stand a drummer dressed as a banana on stageit's fucking killing meshow me some mean and cold face musicians,
yelling at people,keeping it realaaaah, Time is running out and iaaaaaaaah , i've got to feed my family

God knowsI've got all the timeIn this worldI find myself another place offSet me thinking