Age of Kinks Lyrics

Hold your breath

Sit tight and feel relaxed

It's coming down

I feel it

Think it's getting warm

Fire matches, bone relaxes

I see them when it's dark

I could see them burning down

Hear it cries hello

Demons from hell

You - come here

Who you callin', Jimmy?

I don't care

It was a harsh business of

Shards of glass and hearts

We should make a move

To make it feel good

God of the depths of my eye

A mixture of perfume and body

A suite that brings desire

Come with me to the cold fire

Come along

Feel them marching along

See them burning down

Hear it cries hello

Demons from hell

I see them alone

I feel them down

Hear it cries hello

Demons from hell