Pace is picking up   Tempo changing slowly gradually hardly noticeable   One beat per minute becomes two and two makes four   Now where is that door      To reality check me out and in and out of this motel rooms   It's unbelievable is this retrievable   I think I better leave      Pretty nights flashing photo lights   I feel all right as long as smiles are shining bright   What a game what a night   I feel all right I said   Pretty nights pretty nights but got nothing to say      Who touched the volume knob   Has it always been this loud   Allowed it to go from one   Does this one go to eleven   I think I better leave      Nothing is silent except the thoughts in my head   And all those words have been said   Feels unbelievable are they retrievable   Because all I do is scream to overpower this noise      Pretty nights flashing photo lights   I feel all right as long as smiles are shining bright   What a game what a night   I feel all right I said   Pretty nights pretty nights but got nothing to say      Pace is picking up tempo changing the common normal   Normalized us and paralyzed us and left us with a sadness   And now it's hovering in the air in between our eyes   I know we can find our way around   Around if we can only find the time   Time we don't have but that has been given      Pretty nights flashing photo lights   I feel all right as long as smiles are shining bright   What a game what a night   I feel all right I said   Pretty nights pretty nights but got nothing to say