You can live in your head, You can live in your heart And if you don't live at all Then why the hell did you start ? A thrill's a thrill A thrill's a thrill Even in paradise I said a thrill's a thrill. Take a hard look around you, baby, Ain't nobody got it made. A thrill's a thrill A thrill's a thrill Even in paradise I said a thrill's a thrill. Leather whips And fingertips I know a boy who is growing, growing. Oh, I will try anything If it makes my head go round. You know a thrill's a thrill I said a thrill's a thrill Even in paradise. It’s a place apart from the rest of the world-not necessarily to forget that it exists, but to openly say and think and feel things that we might otherwise try to repress or keep hidden. Gays are straight - And straights are weird The bi's just call Everybody 'dear'. It sounds like I’m describing an addiction, but it’s more accurate to think of The Thrill of Living as an oasis than as a drug. And those young girls love the smell of flowers, Old women love to play with them for hours. Never looking down, I’m just in awe of what’s in front of me. On and on and on we are calling out and out again.
Always pushing up the hill searching for the thrill of it. Now the young boys are all hanging out in the bars, Old men they don't have to cruise all night in cars. We are always running for the thrill of it, thrill of it. Take a hard look around you, babe, There ain't nobody got it made So you can live in your head Or you can live in your heart But if you don't live at all Then why the hell did you start ? Thrill's a thrill I said a thrill's a thrill Even in paradise A thrill's a thrill. Old women love to play with them for hours. The book is there for reading But they're lookin at a different page Dreaming dreams of the easy life I guess it cant be tamed No cause to be concerned Cos they're just products of the game Spare a thought for the working man Has he got a say Its a life that you can't picture So you find another way Anything to pay For the games you.
Never looking down, I'm just in awe of what's in front of me. Always pushing up the hill, searching for the thrill of it. Old men they don't have to cruise all night in cars.Īnd those young girls love the smell of flowers, We are always running for the thrill of it, thrill of it. Now the young boys are all hanging out in the bars, Midnight Eternal - First Time Thrill Lyrics : Since the age of three I lived in silent misery Was taught to keep the faith, obey the rules, and pray I knew.