They say she had a heart attack
I think the [bad word] back
And I'm frying 'cos all my love's electrifying

And [bad word] like a cess-pool
Wanna be with you
And it's my premonition
I better give my heart a listen
And my preacher say

All of your demons will wither away
 [bad word] and they cannot stay
You'll understand when [bad word] my way
'Cos all of my demons have withered away

They said he shook himself to death
I wanna dance 'til my last breath
But mister disco only parties hard in Frisco

And [bad word] like a cess-pool
Wanna be with you
And it's my premonition
I better give my heart a listen
And my preacher say

All of your demons will wither away
 [bad word] and they cannot stay
You'll understand when [bad word] my way
'Cos all of my demons have withered away