In the Mood

He's in the mood to touch the fire
He's in the mood to touch everything you are
He's in the mood to touch the fire
Touch the fire, touch the fire

Jacky's locked in a silent dream
He's watching movies on the TV screen
He feels unsteady, lights a cigarette
He's getting mellow in his cabinet

Oh, Jacky, when everything goes wrong
Get ready, for you've got to be so strong
It's so supersensual, so sentimental
Dial that cipher in your tears
The number to the golden year

You've got to touch the fire
Wake up little boy!
You've got to play with fire
Wake up!
You've got to touch the fire
Wake up little boy!
You've got to play with fire
You've got to play with fire

Jacky hears it, is it her or not?
His eyes are burning cause the brain's too hot
He sitting calmly on his swivel chair
There's something coming from the upper stairs

Oh, Jacky, when everything goes wrong
Get ready, for you've got to be so strong
It's so supersensual, so sentimental
Dial that cipher in your tears
The number to the golden year

Oh, Jacky, when everything goes wrong
Get ready, for you've got to be
You've got to be so strong
It's so sensual, so sentimental
Dial that cipher in your tears
The number to the golden year

(spoken)
Now listen to me, Jacky
You were always so lonesome
In that quiet lonely house high on a hill
Just come... come and meet me
You know where
And we take a nice holiday
Back in the old, old days of happiness

Oh, Jacky, when everything goes wrong
Get ready, for you've got to be so strong
It's so sensual, so sentimental
Dial that cipher in your tears
Dial that cipher in your tears