Chorus:
Sometimes it feels like heaven, sometimes it feels like hell
But you keep on going until it gets hard to tell
And your body moves with the grace of an archangel
Like a stroke of genius from Raphael
[Verse] You lie down on the backseat under the covers
And every part of you is aching but your face is radiant
Because you went right through pain
You wrestled with an angel you waited in the rain
St George and the Dragon on a pressed and painted plain
The sweat upon your forehead
It didn't fall in vain
[Chorus] [Verse] The crowd was still
Like a fresco in a chapel
9-7 in the fifth
O st Sebastian must have been beside you all the way
The greatest match in history
You put them all to shame
4 hours and a Rolex could not put you away
You did it for yourself and now the people sing your name
The people sing your name
[Chorus] Sometimes it feels� [X3]