From the Album:

* Paradise in distress

I've been faster

Than my own shadow

I've been colder

Than a icepick you know

What really matters

Is a heart of gold

And a whole lotta money

And a fat checkbook

Been a gambler

Had nothing better to do

Been crazy for fools like you

What really matters is

Make a dream come true

I ain't playing with fire no more

Ain't gonna play with fire no more

Well I was walking down the street

In my Italian shoes

I was minding my own business

Just goin' with the flow

I could feel the hot sunshine

On my back

I started singin'

To the rythm of the city noise

Yeah yeah yeah

Well I was knockin'

Opportunity right on its head

In my silver coloured suit

And my Panama hat

Yeah, I had nothin' to fear,

I had places to go

And I swear I felt lightnin'

In my bones

I said yeahÂ…

Down, down, down the Apocalypse

Down, down, down with negative

Down, down my dice come a-rollin'

Down, down with a double-six evidence

Down deep the sound

Of my heart I believe

Tells me life's there for lovin' it!

Oh, oh yeahÂ… (through the air)

Well I'm tapdancin'

Floatin' on thin air

High on nothin'

'Xcept sweet adrenalin

And I see somethin' behind a tree

It's the mother of God

Got her eyes on me

She says yeahÂ…