From the Album:   * Paradise in distress   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…