Verge of A Thing - Peter Frampton

I’m as wired as a dead man walking

To the edge of a precipice

You look at me, wanna hear me talking

But oh, as hard as I try there’s no explaining this

It ain’t the wine or the dope that’s talking

It ain’t your psychic on Benzedrine

No, I have been to the mountain and I have a dream

Baby, we’re on the verge of a thing, thing

I think in English but my blood is Russian

Chasing it down with adrenaline

I look at you and I see you blushing

Appearing now in my wildest dreams

It ain’t the wine or the dope that’s talking

It ain’t your psychic on Benzedrine

No, I have been to the mountain and I have a dream

Baby, we’re on the verge of a thing, thing

Do we really feel like we do?

It ain’t the wine or the dope that’s talking

It ain’t your psychic on Benzedrine

No, I have been to the mountain and I have a dream

Baby, we’re on the verge of a

It ain’t the wine or the dope that’s talking

It ain’t your psychic on Benzedrine

No, I have been to the mountain and I have a dream

Baby, we’re on the verge of a thing, thing