I got a rip in my pants and a hole in my brand new shoes
I got a Margarita nose and a breath full of Mad Dog Booze
I got the fever, fever, fever, fever
Yeah, they threw me out of jail I tell you it ain’t fair
I tried to kiss the judge from the electrical chair
Yeah we’re all here ’cause we’re not all there tonight
The guitar’s cranked and the bass man’s blown a fuse
And when the whole gang bangs tell me then what’s your excuse?
We got the fever, fever, fever, fever
Fever gives you lust with an appetite
It hits you like the fangs from a rattlesnake bite
We’re all here ’cause we’re not all there tonight!
We can’t run away from trouble
There ain’t no place that far
But if we do it right at the speed of light
There’s the back seat of my car, caviar
I was feeling so high I forgot what day
Now I’m feeling low down even slow seems way too fast
And now the booze don’t work and the drugs ran out of gas
I got the fever, fever, fever, fever
The buzz that you be getting from the crack don’t last
I’d rather be O.D.-ing on the crack of her ass
Yeah we’re all here ’cause we’re not all there tonight
My first time ever lover
We fell asleep out on the lawn
And when I woke up I was all alone
Making love to the Crack of Dawn
So yo, I beg your pardon sir
The gangster of love rides again
I got the fever, fever, fever, fever
Fever may be Hell and a cross to bear
As long as I’m in heaven honey I don’t care
You look so good baby look so fine
I tell you you’re the image of the perfect crime
You gets so tired holding on so tight
If you think you’re going crazy well you may be right
Yeah, we’re all here ’cause we’re not all there, that’s right!
Reckless Nights and Raw Energy: Interpreting “Fever”
Aerosmith’s “Fever” is a raucous celebration of wild nights and carefree rebellion. The lyrics paint vivid scenes of chaos, from ripped pants and tipsy escapades to over-the-top party antics. There’s a recurring sense of not quite fitting in—”We’re all here ’cause we’re not all there tonight”—which captures the band’s signature blend of humor and defiance. The fever in question is both literal and metaphorical: a burning desire for excitement, pleasure, and the thrill of living on the edge. References to addiction, lust, and reckless love blur together into a portrait of a night where nothing matters except the next rush. Aerosmith’s playful yet raw approach makes the song both cheeky and deeply relatable for anyone who’s ever felt the need to break free and embrace their wild side.
Song Credits
- Artist: Aerosmith
- Songwriters: Steven Tyler, Joe Perry
- Release Year: 1993
- Label: Geffen Records