Oh you're all looking up
With hearts of devotion
Through the dust and the heat lost to me
In a cloud of emotion
I have no motivation
To keep up this breathless pace
I'm more inclined to stay here
In this breathing space

And the sun goes down
And the [bad word] up

I never tried to walk the walk
'Cos the steps are elusive
The membership is too costly
And exclusive
Hey, the more I've got
The more I stand to lose
So I'm gonna unpack my bags
And take off my shoes

And the sun goes down
And the [bad word] up

Let me tell you there's no point knocking
At the big oak door
Can't you see that it's al full up
They can't take no more
The line's so long
It's almost Disney
Ooh ...
Won't somebody kiss me

And the sun goes down
And the [bad word] up

Music & lyrics: Ian Gillan, Steve Morse, Roger Glover, Don Airey, Ian Paice