Think I'm off my head One more drink and I might be dead And I know that I'm a mess Got no money left in my Natwest Think I'm off my head Think I'm off my head It's 25 past 10 and again I'm all alone Can't remember what I said But I bet it went something like, something like Gina, I know that I felt fine But I need a helpline to kill this fever Gina, I know that I felt fine But I need a helpline to kill this fever Gina, I know that I felt fine But I need a helpline to kill this fever I know what I felt, would you send me a helpline? Think I lost my head, can't find my phone And I wanna know when I got back home Think I lost my head Think I lost my head It's 25 past 10 and again I'm all alone Can't remember what I said But I bet it went something like, something like Gina, I know that I felt fine But I need a helpline to kill this fever Gina, I know that I felt fine But I need a helpline to kill this fever Gina, I know that I felt fine But I need a helpline to kill this fever I know what I felt, would you send me a helpline? I said, Gina I'm saying, Gina

I could be your operator I could bring you joy Something like a freedom fighter Guns ain't just for boys I heard what you said You should say it again 'cause it's bold, bold It's getting late Darling get a move on it, we should go, go You should never tell your mother You could give it time Pour a drink, here, have another 'Cause this is gonna blow your mind Heard what you said And I say what I mean We should go, go Pack up your things I don't care what you bring Leave your house for a home And you should call your little brother Tell him to be good Tell him that you really love him You don't, but you should I heard what you said, so don't say it again 'Cause it's cold, cold It's getting late, darling get a move on it We should go, go I could be your moneymaker You could be my song Worry bout the others later We should get a move on We should go, go Pack up your things, I don't care what you bring Leave your house for a home

Abraham, here I am, Take your son Isaac to the mountain, Abraham, here I am, Bring the sacrifice asked in Moriah. He had cut enough wood for the sacrifice On the third day Abraham looked up and saw Where Isaac was supposed to die. Speak up and say Where are the offering He listened up and asked for Is it for love or a sacrifice. God Himself will provide The lamb for the burnt offering Then he reached out his hand And took a knife to slay his son, Oh! x2 On the Lord's mountain it will be provided I wear by Myself declared the Lord Through your offspring all nations on earth will be blessed And I will surely bless your son. Abraham, here I am, Take your son Isaac in the mountain, Abraham, here I am, Bring the sacrifice asked in Moriah. Then Abraham returned to his servants Then set off together for Beersheba. You've obeyed me You offered me your son And now I swear I will surely bless you. Oh, you have not withheld your son, I will surely bless you. Oh, you have not withheld your son, I swear I will surely, I will surely bless you. X5