RKS was formed in early 2013 when the first two members, Ela Melo and Darrick "Bozzy" Keller, decided to begin writing and composing music together. What started out as just two college students with acoustic guitars, would soon turn into a full band with a uniquely controversial name.
After recording RKS's first EP "Mary" in an old dorm room on the campus of Appalachian State University, the duo decided to take it up a notch by adding more members and instruments to the band. Over the next year the group widely expanded in size and sound by adding three more members: Ethan Goodpaster (Electric Guitar), Jess Haney (Drums), and Charlie Holt (Bass). In that year, RKS independently released their first album "Seven" (Which was later re-released in combination with the band's first EP as a joint album titled "Seven + Mary"). The title song, "Seven" has been featured in many places on the web including in the very popular podcast by IGN, Podcast Beyond! The song "Devil Like Me" and its music video earned the band a spot in VH1's "Make A Band Famous" contest where they made it to the final 24 out of thousands of artists from across the US.
The group's main interest is producing a quality, unique, and fresh sound for all music lovers to listen to and enjoy. Their new album "RKS! Live from Athens, Georgia" is now available on iTunes & Spotify
Fever Pitch
Rainbow Kitten Surprise Lyrics
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The young king sings a song for the lover, the leaver, the lonely alike
Young love waits, if I can't, then I'll meet you at
The gate of Saint Peter when the fever takes my mind
My God she came singing my name, sounded like rain on the mountain where I burn alive
Young flame burn soft as a candle lit between
Our two hearts just beats apart in the dark
Head back
Blowing through the leaves
Growing up a preacher was all you ever dreamed
I got the holy roll
I got the holy roll
I felt the fever grip when I needed it close (and)
I'm at the Fever Pitch
Not quite but nearing it
Can't feed the fever yet I'm saving up my daily measurement
I'm at the grocery store
I'm buying eggs and toast
I'm looking at you and not where I walk, 'bout broke my nose facing doors
Don't let the fever get you
Got got already
Lost my soul in the seventh heaven making out on aisle eleven
Spent my summer riding high (high) on the whiplash
Head back
Blowing through the leaves
Growing up a preacher was always just a dream
All you ever needed were lines you could believe
Sing them to me sweetly
Only just a dream
Well I know you can't walk
With them heels in the dark
Kick 'em off
Let's talk
Let me get to know you
Well I don't know nothin'
But I'm quick pickin' up and
I think I could get you in a minute or two
Yeah if I could get a minute
Four, five at the limit
I think I might make you
Smile after dinner
Kick me under the table
I think that's my in
And I think I came for that
What comes with it?
Let it simmer
Let it simmer
Simmer down please
I got the holy roll
I got the holy roll
I felt the fever grip me when I needed it most (thank the lord)
I'm at the Fever Pitch now
I'm at the Fever Pitch
Not quite but nearly there
I mean it man
The song "Fever Pitch" by Rainbow Kitten Surprise is a mix of love song, religious imagery, and poetic allusions. The lyrics suggest that the singer is deeply in love, yet knows that love is fleeting and that death is inevitable. The young king (the singer) sings for the lover, the leaver, and the lonely, perhaps because he knows that everyone will experience love or loss at some point. The singer imagines meeting his lover at the gate of Saint Peter when he dies from fever, suggesting that his love is indeed eternal.
The chorus talks about feeling a holy roll and the grip of the fever when he needs it most. This could be interpreted as a reference to spiritual or physical passion. The singer is at the fever pitch, meaning he is near the limit of his emotional intensity. He is saving up his daily measurement, perhaps hoping to keep his passion burning for as long as possible.
The second verse mentions the summer and the leaves blowing, perhaps suggesting that the singer’s passion is as intense and fleeting as the summer. He reflects on how he dreamed of being a preacher when he was growing up but now seems to have lost his faith. The allusions to the grocery store and I was looking at you and not where I walk suggest that the singer is completely smitten with his lover, to the point of losing his sense of balance.
Line by Line Meaning
Hallelujah!
Celebratory exclamation
The young king sings a song for the lover, the leaver, the lonely alike
The singer is creating a song for those who are in love or out of love and those who feel lonely
Young love waits, if I can't, then I'll meet you at
Love will still be there, even if they can't be together
The gate of Saint Peter when the fever takes my mind
Willing to go to great lengths to meet when the desire is strong enough
My God she came singing my name, sounded like rain on the mountain where I burn alive
The person's love sounds overwhelming and consuming, like a downpour on a mountain fire
Young flame burn soft as a candle lit between
Their love is gentle and fragile like the flame of a candle
Our two hearts just beats apart in the dark
Their hearts are close but still separated
Spent my summer riding high (high) on the whiplash
The person had a thrilling and intense summer
Head back
Enjoying the moment
Blowing through the leaves
Feeling the wind on his face
Growing up a preacher was all you ever dreamed
The person had dreams of becoming a preacher when he was young
I got the holy roll
The person has a religious devotion
I felt the fever grip when I needed it close (and)
The person felt an intense desire when he needed it most
I'm at the Fever Pitch
The person is at the peak of his desire
Not quite but nearing it
Almost at the peak
Can't feed the fever yet I'm saving up my daily measurement
The person can't act on his desires yet but waits patiently
I'm at the grocery store
The person is shopping
I'm buying eggs and toast
The person is purchasing breakfast items
I'm looking at you and not where I walk, 'bout broke my nose facing doors
The person is absorbed in his thoughts of love and nearly gets injured while shopping
Don't let the fever get you
Advice to avoid being consumed by desire
Got got already
Already consumed by desire
Lost my soul in the seventh heaven making out on aisle eleven
The person had a blissful moment with their love while shopping
All you ever needed were lines you could believe
The person only needed words to believe in to feel love
Sing them to me sweetly
Asking to be told sweet words
Well I know you can't walk
Aware the person is wearing uncomfortable footwear
With them heels in the dark
The dark could be dangerous while wearing heels
Kick 'em off
Suggesting to take off the heels
Let's talk
Starting a conversation
Let me get to know you
Wanting to know the person better
Well I don't know nothin'
Acknowledging the lack of knowledge about the person
But I'm quick pickin' up and
The person is perceptive and able to learn quickly
I think I could get you in a minute or two
Confident in his ability to win over the person
Yeah if I could get a minute
Hoping for a chance to prove himself
Four, five at the limit
Only needs a few minutes to make an impression
I think I might make you
Believes he can win the person over
Smile after dinner
Wants to create a happy memory
Kick me under the table
An intimate gesture
I think that's my in
Believes this will help him win the person over
And I think I came for that
Realized his true intentions
What comes with it?
Asks what would come if he successfully wins the person over
Let it simmer
Suggesting to let things develop slowly
Simmer down please
Asking to calm down
I felt the fever grip me when I needed it most (thank the lord)
Thankful that his strong desire was felt during a crucial time
I'm at the Fever Pitch now
Currently feeling a strong desire
Not quite but nearly there
Close to the peak of desire
I mean it man
Reiterating the intensity of his feelings
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Charles Holt, Darrick Keller, Ethan Goodpaster, Jess Haney, Samuel Isaias Melo
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@mickv7939
Hallelujah! The young king sings a song for the lover, the leaver, the lonely alike.
Young love waits; if I can't, then I'll meet you at the gate of Saint Peter when the fever takes my mind.
My God she came singing my name, sounded like rain on the mountain where I burn alive.
Young flame burn soft as a candle lit between our two hearts just beats apart in the dark.
Spent my summer riding high (high) on the whiplash; head back.
Blowing through the leaves. Growing up a preacher was all you ever dreamed.
I got the holy roll. I got the holy roll. I felt the fever grip when I needed it close (and).
I'm at the Fever Pitch. Not quite but nearing it. Can't feed the fever yet I'm saving up my daily measurement.
I'm at the grocery store. I'm buying eggs and toast.
I'm looking at you and not where I walk, 'bout broke my nose facing doors.
Don't let the fever get you. Got got already: lost my soul in the seventh heaven making out on aisle eleven.
Spent my summer riding high (high) on the whiplash; head back.
Blowing through the leaves. Growing up a preacher was always just a dream.
All you ever needed were lines you could believe. Sing them to me sweetly: only just a dream.
Well I know you can't walk with them heels in the dark. Kick 'em off, Let's talk. Lemme get to know you. Well I don't know nothing but I'm quick picking up and I think I could get you in a minute or two. Yeah, if I could get a minute, 4 or 5 at the limit, I think I might make you smile after dinner. Kick me under the table: I think that's my in and I think I came for that. What comes with it?
Let it simmer. Let it simmer. Simmer down please.
I got the holy roll. I got the holy roll. I felt the fever grip me when I needed it most (thank the lord).
I'm at the Fever Pitch now. I'm at the Fever Pitch. Not quite but nearly there. I mean it man.
@RainbowKittenSurprise
So it goes like this...
Hallelujah! The young king sings a song for the lover, the leaver, the lonely alike.
Young love waits; if I can't, then I'll meet you at the gate of Saint Peter when the fever takes my mind.
My God she came singing my name, sounded like rain on the mountain where I burn alive.
Young flame burn soft as a candle lit between our two hearts just beats apart in the dark.
Spent my summer riding high (high) on the whiplash; head back.
Blowing through the leaves. Growing up a preacher was all you ever dreamed.
I got the holy roll. I got the holy roll. I felt the fever grip when I needed it close (and).
I'm at the Fever Pitch. Not quite but nearing it. Can't feed the fever yet I'm saving up my daily measurement.
I'm at the grocery store. I'm buying eggs and toast.
I'm looking at you and not where I walk, 'bout broke my nose facing doors.
Don't let the fever get you. Got got already: lost my soul in the seventh heaven making out on aisle eleven.
Spent my summer riding high (high) on the whiplash; head back.
Blowing through the leaves. Growing up a preacher was always just a dream.
All you ever needed were lines you could believe. Sing them to me sweetly: only just a dream.
Well I know you can't walk with them heels in the dark. Kick 'em off, Let's talk. Lemme get to know you. Well I don't know nothing but I'm quick picking up and I think I could get you in a minute or two. Yeah, if I could get a minute, 4 or 5 at the limit, I think I might make you smile after dinner. Kick me under the table: I think that's my in and I think I came for that. What comes with it?
Let it simmer. Let it simmer. Simmer down please.
I got the holy roll. I got the holy roll. I felt the fever grip me when I needed it most (thank the lord).
I'm at the Fever Pitch now. I'm at the Fever Pitch. Not quite but nearly there. I mean it man.
@oliverknight2348
Hallelujah
The iron king sings a song for the lover
The leaver, the lonely, and like
Young love waits
If I can then I'll meet you at the gate of St. Peter
When the fever takes my mind
My god she came singing my name
Sounded like rain on the mountain
While I burned alive
Young flame burns soft as a candle
Lit between our two hearts
Just beats apart in the dark
Spent my summer out and high (high)
On the whiplash
Head back blowin' through the leaves
Growin' up a preacher was all you ever dreamed
I got the holy rope
I got the holy rope
I felt the fever grip
When I needed it closer
I'm at the fever pitch
Not quite but nearin' it
Can't feed the fever yet
I'm savin' up my daily measurement
I'm at the grocery store
I'm buying eggs and toast
Lookin' at you and not where I walk
I broke my nose just facin' god
Don't let the fever get you
Got god already
Lost my soul in the seventh heaven
Makin' out on aisle eleven
Spent my summer out and high (high)
On the whiplash
Head back blowin' through the leaves
Growing up a preacher was always just a dream
All you ever needed were lines you could believe
Sang them to me sweetly
Only just a dream
Well I know you can't walk
With them heels in the dark
Kick 'em off
Let's talk
Let me get to know you
Well I don't know nothin'
But I'm quick pickin' up and
I think I could get you in a minute or two
Yeah if I could get a minute
Four, five at the limit
I think I might make you
Smile after dinner
Kick me under the table
I think that's my in
And I think I came for that
What comes with it?
Let it simmer
Let it simmer
Simmer down please
I got the holy rope
I got the holy rope
I felt the fever grip me
When I needed it most (thank the lord)
I'm at the fever pitch now
I'm at the fever pitch
Not quite but nearly there
I mean it man
@mickv7939
Hallelujah! The young king sings a song for the lover, the leaver, the lonely alike.
Young love waits; if I can't, then I'll meet you at the gate of Saint Peter when the fever takes my mind.
My God she came singing my name, sounded like rain on the mountain where I burn alive.
Young flame burn soft as a candle lit between our two hearts just beats apart in the dark.
Spent my summer riding high (high) on the whiplash; head back.
Blowing through the leaves. Growing up a preacher was all you ever dreamed.
I got the holy roll. I got the holy roll. I felt the fever grip when I needed it close (and).
I'm at the Fever Pitch. Not quite but nearing it. Can't feed the fever yet I'm saving up my daily measurement.
I'm at the grocery store. I'm buying eggs and toast.
I'm looking at you and not where I walk, 'bout broke my nose facing doors.
Don't let the fever get you. Got got already: lost my soul in the seventh heaven making out on aisle eleven.
Spent my summer riding high (high) on the whiplash; head back.
Blowing through the leaves. Growing up a preacher was always just a dream.
All you ever needed were lines you could believe. Sing them to me sweetly: only just a dream.
Well I know you can't walk with them heels in the dark. Kick 'em off, Let's talk. Lemme get to know you. Well I don't know nothing but I'm quick picking up and I think I could get you in a minute or two. Yeah, if I could get a minute, 4 or 5 at the limit, I think I might make you smile after dinner. Kick me under the table: I think that's my in and I think I came for that. What comes with it?
Let it simmer. Let it simmer. Simmer down please.
I got the holy roll. I got the holy roll. I felt the fever grip me when I needed it most (thank the lord).
I'm at the Fever Pitch now. I'm at the Fever Pitch. Not quite but nearly there. I mean it man.
@pourquoi6471
I think that the last verse will be 'I mean it, man'
@pourquoi6471
And 'kicking you under the table I think that's my end'
@mickv7939
merci mon ami
@hannahcrawford4835
I got the holy rope
@RainbowKittenSurprise
So it goes like this...
Hallelujah! The young king sings a song for the lover, the leaver, the lonely alike.
Young love waits; if I can't, then I'll meet you at the gate of Saint Peter when the fever takes my mind.
My God she came singing my name, sounded like rain on the mountain where I burn alive.
Young flame burn soft as a candle lit between our two hearts just beats apart in the dark.
Spent my summer riding high (high) on the whiplash; head back.
Blowing through the leaves. Growing up a preacher was all you ever dreamed.
I got the holy roll. I got the holy roll. I felt the fever grip when I needed it close (and).
I'm at the Fever Pitch. Not quite but nearing it. Can't feed the fever yet I'm saving up my daily measurement.
I'm at the grocery store. I'm buying eggs and toast.
I'm looking at you and not where I walk, 'bout broke my nose facing doors.
Don't let the fever get you. Got got already: lost my soul in the seventh heaven making out on aisle eleven.
Spent my summer riding high (high) on the whiplash; head back.
Blowing through the leaves. Growing up a preacher was always just a dream.
All you ever needed were lines you could believe. Sing them to me sweetly: only just a dream.
Well I know you can't walk with them heels in the dark. Kick 'em off, Let's talk. Lemme get to know you. Well I don't know nothing but I'm quick picking up and I think I could get you in a minute or two. Yeah, if I could get a minute, 4 or 5 at the limit, I think I might make you smile after dinner. Kick me under the table: I think that's my in and I think I came for that. What comes with it?
Let it simmer. Let it simmer. Simmer down please.
I got the holy roll. I got the holy roll. I felt the fever grip me when I needed it most (thank the lord).
I'm at the Fever Pitch now. I'm at the Fever Pitch. Not quite but nearly there. I mean it man.
@TakeMeToTheWaters
Don't get me wrong, I love this entire song, but those first 30 seconds are heaven and I want more of THAT
@lisaw4819
Amen!
@joshhenderson1787
Never felt a comment so much in my life
@roserodriguez2108
AGREED EVEN 5 YEARS LAtRER