Thrill of It All Songtext

von Enola Gay

If your machine is out of order
And you are lying on the ground
I got this little thing for you
This thing will make your dreams come true
Your nervous system starts to pound

This battery will push you up
The night will end you can't stop
It's really like a power line
Hits straight into your livin' brain
Can't get your feet back on the ground

POWER - inside your head, it drives you really mad

THRILL OF IT ALL
Never Stops
THRILL OF IT ALL
Till You Drop

If your machine is out of order
And you're lying on the ground
It seems the effect never stops
You stand in line, the others drop
You got the thing, Yoy got the power