(Dickinson/Gers) We live our lives in fever In chooking sweat of fear In the heart of the night you can feel so much In the heat of the night I scream 'Don't touch' [Chorus:] I remember a time when we used and abused And we fought all our battles in vain I remember a time we thought that passion was free In the heart of the night... bodies aflame We live in fever... I hear your secret heartbeat I can hear your silent cries The kids have lost their freedom And nobodey cares till somebodey famous dies... [Chorus] Now we live, in a world of uncertanity Fear is the key - to what you whant to be You don't get a say the majority gets it's way You're outnumbered by the bastards till the day you die...
