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