I arrive sometime late in the evening, my telephone starts ringing
We'll see you at Lincoln later tonight
I'm drunk like a fish and world seems so bright, looking up at the Olympos lights

I just might get laid tonight

I'll forget about the world and all the %#@! I'm in

My brain is numb and what has been has been
They can't get to me, cause I'm higher than a kite
Right here, right now I'm all right


I get on the tube and my head is spinning, in the distance fists are swinging
The tension's building up on the red line

I step in the club and the music's pumping, time stops and the place is jumping
Nothing can ever make me feel this good