Mr. Fever

There's something in my head and I don't like it
It keeps me up late at night
I'm swimmin' in an ocean of my bed-clothes
and my baby says it hurts to hold me tight

Because of Fever (I'm burnin' up)
Fever (I can't get enough)
Fever
Burn at One-Oh-Nine
Fever
Oh Fever
and trust me, babe, I'm feelin' fine

My eyes are red-hot pokers
thrust in the belly of the fire
and where once I had my pearly-whites
coal-black has replaced my smile

But, oh, I feel sorry
for my sweaty brain
It's boiling in my skull-bone
and it burns and burns and burns like a flame

There's something in my head and I don't like it
but without it I would not be the same
I feel the hot breath of madness
and it's driving me insane

Q: Acoustic Guitar, Vocal
M: Banjo, Vocal
J: Bass Viol, Vocal
K: Drums, Vocal
R: Washboard, Vocal
David Zollo: Ivories
Steve Clarke: Saxophone
Buck Nelson: Trombone
Jay Mote: Trumpet