Fever Pitch

Hallelujah
 The iron king sings a song for the lover
 The leaver, the lonely, and like
 Young love waits
 If I can then I'll meet you at the gate of St. Peter
 When the fever takes my mind
 My god she came singing my name
 Sounded like rain on the mountain
 While I burned alive
 Young flame burns soft as a candle
 Lit between our two hearts
 Just beats apart in the dark
 Spent my summer out and high (high)
 On the whiplash
 Head back blowin' through the leaves
 Growin' up a preacher was all you ever dreamed
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 I got the holy rope
 I got the holy rope
 I felt the fever grip
 When I needed it closer
 I'm at the fever pitch
 Not quite but nearin' it
 Can't feed the fever yet
 I'm savin' up my daily measurement
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 I'm at the grocery store
 I'm buying eggs and toast
 Lookin' at you and not where I walk
 I broke my nose just facin' god
 Don't let the fever get you
 Got god already
 Lost my soul in the seventh heaven
 Makin' out on aisle eleven
 Spent my summer out and high (high)
 On the whiplash
 Head back blowin' through the leaves
 Growing up a preacher was always just a dream
 All you ever needed were lines you could believe
 Sang them to me sweetly
 Only just a dream
 Well I know you can't walk
 With them heels in the dark
 Kick 'em off
 Let's talk
 Let me get to know you
 Well I don't know nothin'
 But I'm quick pickin' up and
 I think I could get you in a minute or two
 Yeah if I could get a minute
 Four, five at the limit
 I think I might make you
 Smile after dinner
 Kick me under the table
 I think that's my in
 And I think I came for that
 What comes with it?
 Let it simmer
 Let it simmer
 Simmer down please
 I got the holy rope
 I got the holy rope
 I felt the fever grip me
 When I needed it most (thank the lord)
 I'm at the fever pitch now
 I'm at the fever pitch
 Not quite but nearly there
 I mean it man