Oh I
I rented a motorbike
And all night
I had the Fear
(The fear the fear )
But onward
Oh how the terrifying choice
Was clear oh clear
So white
The moon was a wicked sight
His cruel wife
Had cut off an ear
(An ear an ear)
Oh when the fog cleared
I heard the voices of a million cheer
Oh cheer
This time
The pleasure's all mine
I've got your number
I know the score
I'd be a hopeless romantic
But for the fortune I made in gold
My heart bent
Towards the circus tent
A man in red
Beckoned me near
Oh in his wild eyes
I saw the faces of a million cheer
Oh cheer
He said
"This time
The pleasure's all mine
I've got your number
I know the score
And you and
Your hopeless romantics
Will wipe the highway I pave in gold"
In his wild eyes
Oh how the terrifying choice was clear
Oh clear
This time
Oh the pleasure is all mine
I've got your number
I know the score
And I'd be
A hopeless romantic
But for the fortune I made
The fortune I made
The fortune I made in gold
