So whether music or madness
We live by one of the two
By one of the two

So go on, fill your heart up with gladness
Not a moment too soon
Not a moment too soon


Should we ration the reasons
To the child to ignore

Of this I've never been sure
So I will follow the feeling
And sing fever to the form

Oh my fever to the form

Fever to the form

Fever to the form

Cause the very thing you're afraid, afraid of

It keeps you clean but unclear
Clean but unclear
Is the dirt that you're made, you're made of

And that's nothing to fear
No, it's nothing my dear


But how do I know what you're thinking
Maybe I thought it before
Maybe that's why I'm at your window

Hear me at your door
Singing give me some more


Oh fever to the form
Won't you hear me at your door
Singing give me some more


Cause you were never empty
And we've been here before

Yes, we've been here before
But now there's always plenty
Yet still we ask for more

Singing fever to the form