Lyrics:

He's in the mood to touch the fire

He's in the mood to touch everything you are


Jacky's locked in a silent dream

He's watching movies on the tv screen

He feels unsteady, lights a cigarette

He's getting mellow in his cabinet


Oh, jacky, when everything goes wrong

Get ready, for you've got to be, you've got to be so strong

It's so supersensual, sentimental

Forget about your deepest fears

Switch back to the golden years


You've got to touch the fire, wake up little boy

You've got to play the fire


Jacky's spying, is it her or not

His eyes are burning cause the brain's too hot

He sitting calmly on his swivel chair

There's something coming from the upper stairs


Now listen to me, jacky

You were always so lonesome in that quiet lonely house

High on a hill

Now come... come and meet me

You know where

And we take a nice and easy holiday

Back in the old, old days of happiness


Oh jacky....

Switch back to the golden years



Gold/1984