Turns into coldness Like the words that we say, today And as the city glows Electric people nobody knows Electric dreams, nobody knows When you touch my skin, the feeling is electric
The electric lash of trees in the studio Fills my head with light Only the voice of the girl on the radio Falling from a height And I turn to leave as
Traduzione: La Chiesa. Electric.
Traduzione: La Chiesa. Lash elettrico.
the sun Let me show you something that is really fun Take a sparkling holiday somewhere in bubblegum You can lie down in the shadow of electric silver
click Neighborhood funkin' Mail's on slow It's barely comin' through And all I'm sellin is O's I ride high performance when it gets like this Electric
freedom flashing. Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder That the clinging of the church
ten years ago i was a child i was a good boy and you let me go now i?m on a talk show talk show where is the church tonight? where have the white shirts
electric My light is electric, yeah My light is electric My light is electric, yeah I've got electric eyes And I can get you high I've got electric eyes
has come A savage bite without respite Pervades the freezing air This winter chill, grist for his mill If tears of joy will blear elsewhere And church
private bunkers with their wealth and possessions. * The injustice of inequality is sanctioned by the church. With its tradition of finance from the gentry The church
my Lotus Watch bodies start to fall And shiver and die slow Because they came too close [Jamie Madrox] With my Lotus My skeleton glows electric
Ever notice hard line radicals Can go on star trips too Where no one?s pure and right Except themselves I?m cleansed of the system (?Cept when my amp needs electric
many things to much to know I bring my timing in seagulls gather on the wind lady screaming lady leave me out Cause sometimes people stare sitting down electric
many things, too much to know Bring my timing in, seagulls gather on the wind Lady screaming, lady leave me out 'Cause sometimes people stare Coming down, electric
the privileges saved for the sailors. condemned with you all. goddamn you all. I marched across the muddied stream, illuminated from beneath. the lock was picked with the church
talk about what we'd found She said, hey, please just leave me alone Oh, and I I don't know Everywhere I go Sorrow is as thin as an electric mandolin