Apocalypse

I've been faster
Than my own shadow
I've been colder
Than a icepick you know
What really matters
Is a heart of gold
And a whole lotta money
And a fat checkbook
Been a gambler
Had nothing better to do
Been crazy for fools like you
What really matters is
Make a dream come true
I ain't playing with fire no more
Ain't gonna play with fire no more
Well i was walking down the street
In my italian shoes
I was minding my own business
Just goin' with the flow
I could feel the hot sunshine
On my back
I started singin'
To the rythm of the city noise
Yeah yeah yeah
Well i was knockin'
Opportunity right on its head
In my silver coloured suit
And my panama hat
Yeah, i had nothin' to fear,
I had places to go
And i swear i felt lightnin'
In my bones
I said yeah…
Down, down, down the apocalypse
Down, down, down with negative
Down, down my dice come a-rollin'
Down, down with a double-six evidence
Down deep the sound
Of my heart i believe
Tells me life's there for lovin' it!
Oh, oh yeah… (through the air)
Well i'm tapdancin'
Floatin' on thin air
High on nothin'
'xcept sweet adrenalin
And i see somethin' behind a tree
It's the mother of god
Got her eyes on me
She says yeah…