Yes, I see you babe
Went and got yourself into a big mess
And you’re gonna have to live your way out
Tonight!

The curse has been lifted tonight
I’m on the loose
The gift has been re-gifted
Advantage back to deuce

Cutting through the toxic sludge of lonely millionaires
Through the crowd I hear your horse-shit and watch you feel my stare
And boom, boom, boom, this heart’s a gun
Shooting at your innuendo I’ve got you on the run

Every time you move your feet
Well then you take another stride
Get closer to meat and to the juices inside

It swallows up the night and you will never see it come
The last time I saw you I was only twenty-one
There’s a fantasy unfolding and it’s tighter than a drum
You can’t hide, you can’t run, it’s an omen of things to come

Yes sir!

You could live a hundred years, never feel alive as this
Now the sight that’s going in your ears is deep as the abyss
My freight is cargo and my cargo’s iron ore
Try and break through my embargo and I’ll be knocking at your front door

And yeah, yeah, yeah, you know I like the chase
And ooh, yeah, I see it written on your face
Like it was written on a tablet long ago
When man was bitten by a snake I use to know

It falls into the garden, and intoxicates like rum
Flesh begins to harden and we know where this comes from
It’s the destiny you’re holding and it’s louder than a gun
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, it’s an omen of things to come

An omen of things to come
Ooh yeah!

It swallows up the night and you will never see it come
The last time that I saw you you were only twenty-one
It’s a fantasy unfolding and it’s tighter than a drum
You can’t hide, you can’t run, it’s an omen of things to come

You got yourself into a big mess, gonna have to live your way out
You got yourself into a big mess, gonna have to live your way out
You got yourself into a big mess, gonna have to live your way out

An omen of things to come!
Hey!

You got yourself into a big mess, gonna have to live your way out
You got yourself into a big mess, gonna have to live your way out
You got yourself into a big mess, gonna have to live your way out
Gonna to have to live your way out… tonight.

*Oh. Here comes Mel. Check it out. We’ve done this so many nights with Mel. Mel is from Perth, Western Australia. You can’t say that. Well you can. It’s incredible. Mel, over the years, many people vie for the number one Electric Six fan, it’s got to be Mel, it has to be Mel. We’re going to do a song, and you’re going to sing on the choruses. Senator, love your suit. Alright. This song, number fourteen, it’s about the ecstasy of accepting Satan as your master.*