The Fever — текст песни (Brooks Garth)

(Steven Tyler, Joe Perry, Bryan Kennedy, Dan Roberts)
He`s got a split finger wrap
And his rope`s pulled way to tight
He`s got a lunatic smile
`Cause he`s really drawn deep tonight
He`s got a fever, fever, fever, fever
Grab a hold of anything and hold on tight
It hits you like the venom from a rattle snake bite
We`re all here `cause he`s not all there tonight
He takes one breath
And time turns inside out
Then the gate busts open to the world he dreams about
He`s got a fever, fever, fever, fever
Stick a rope on anything `cause he don`t care
He`d even take a ride on the electric chair
We`re all here cause he`s not all there tonight
He says it`s really kind of simple
Keep your mind in the middle
While your butt spins `round and `round
Take heed to Sankey`s preachin`
Keep liftin` and reachin`
And ridin` like there ain`t no clowns
What he loves might kill him
But he`s got no choice
He`s a different breed
With a voice down deep inside
That`s screamin` he was born to ride
He`s got a fever, fever, fever, fever
Fever makes you crazy `cause it makes no sense
Like runnin` from your shadow out of self-defense
He won`t run and baby he can`t hide
He thinks the odds are even leavin` one hand tied
He gets so tired of hangin` on so tight
I know you think he`s crazy well I think you`re right
We`re all here `cause he`s not all there that`s right