I get my kicks from you   So get it off and let it do what it ought to do   Send a message to the world   It sigh's The passion is gone   But when et poets die, the game is lost      I still remember the time, Over and over and over      All night, inside   Your room is lit a red, hot light   Hot damn, I'm ready to go   I guess, I'm closer to my god   High tide, in flight   Your body struck by the morning light   In fact I know I should go   I guess I'm closer to the soul      I learned my tricks from you   So lay the cards and let it unfold my life for you   Send a message to the world   It shines when money is love   But when your time has come, the game is lost      And you'll remember the time, Over and over and over      All night, inside...      [solo]      All nigh, inside...