Face In A Fever Lyrics

Face In A Fever lyrics


met up with my friend 
the sexist in exile 
on a tight leash 
he
keeps the vermin 
that gave me the creeps 
together 'till the end 
us
and whatever's addictive 
in a pair of tight jeans 
the gossamer latex
that separated two bodies 

what we've got here 
is a face in a fever

from the mouth comes the virus 
nothing's made cleaner

i've seen
the one-track mind 
however just in profile 
he keeps a shocking feast

leads his women to anxieties and sweets 
he is the iguana man 
always
this repulsive 
always accompanied by screams 
he spits the virus at the
one who sleeps 

what we've got here 
is a face in a fever 
From
the mouth comes the virus 
nothing's made cleaner


Einar Sjursø:
drums 
Carl August Tidemann: guitar solo
Sverd: synthesiser solo
Mari
Solberg: saxophone
Per Amund Solberg: bass
Alexander Nordgaren:
guitars
S. E. Hatlevik: synthesisers & voice