Ground's shaking
Hands trembling
Atmosphere's cold
I've got something
A lifeline
Above me
Like Frehley
And cold gin
It soothes me
All right now
When I jump out
Near the stage lights
Set me free
and watch as I
fill my glass
And I will spit
Fire
And smoke on my water
I will not dry on the spot
Four on the floor
Gotta live it
With my heartbeat
Now off the limit
My hands and feet
Start to throw a fit
As they're pulling me
Right in the moshpit
And now the walls are
Cavin' in
As all the lights
Got me blinded
But I still try
To lay low
Flying under
Your radar
One last shot
One last shot
Fill my glass
And I will spit
Fire
And smoke on my water
I take my place on the globe
Someone lit the ethanol
And the flames get higher
I will not dry on the spot
Before I get on stage
When I'm running late
Sake of celebration
One more
One more
Before I get on stage
When I'm running late
Sake of celebration
One more
One more
Before I get on stage
When I'm running late
Sake of celebration
One more
One more
Before I get on stage
When I'm running late
Sake of celebration
One more
One more
Fire
And smoke on my water
I will not dry on the spot
