My blood moves   I feel all right   My ritual followed us to paradise   My blood moves   I feel all right   Don't touch me   'cause I've had too much to feel tonight      I'm a martyr of a new and magic kind   It's gettin' easy not to suffer all the time      My good time   I feel all right   My ritual followed us to paradise   My blood moves I feel all right   Don't touch me 'cause you're still too much to feel tonight      Not tonight, I repeat, me over   I'm a martyr of a new and magic kind   It's getting easy not to suffer all the time   My sense of humor might have narrowed with my age   But happy anarchy is all I really crave      Trying to be good, while I get my fill   Will I get what I need?    I don't know if I will   When I take it in , will I make it my own again   My own again      My good time, I feel all right   My ritual got my through another night      I'm a martyr of a new and magic kind   It's getting easy not to suffer all the time   My sense of humor might have narrowed with my age   But happy anarchy is all I really crave   It's all I want. it's all I need   So come over.