Lyrics:

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 yeah… 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 yeah… (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 yeah…