Lyrics:
pursuit
But with the power of robot might
They'll answer now to Hoots
Robot Prince of Auchtertool
Over thy robot kingdom rule
Electronic lord of war
other times I loose (uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh)
But I don't care if I'm fighting a war
Electronic, cybernetic, energetic kind of love
Faithful to you like a pet
me,
In a world completely free
From anger, war and agony
My Electronic Symphony
Come with me and you will see
How all your dreams become reality.
Don't
According To The Grounds
Gracing voids integrity
Travel costs and all that electronic cars And emotions civil wars
And rockanaut is all that
Not them or not
The world isn't run by weapons
Anymore or energy or money
It's run by little ones and zeros
Little bits of data, it's all just electronics
of humanity, under the electronic sky.
In the dance of the lights, in the trance of the nights,
The story of our wars, of our endless fights.
So let the music
champagne breakfast chips
Electronic dart boards we can shoot the fifth
Yeah we can shoot the fith
White Lotus
Yo a poisonous spider bites the Styles I
and the men who built them
There they go now, there go all my friends
There they go now, marching off to war again
Smiling proudly, with their heads in
Super soul fighter's coming
Oh yeah
Soul brother space man
Flying through the sky
Fighting wars and battles
Defending you and I
He's
Super soul fighter's coming
Oh yeah
Soul brother space man
Flying through the sky
Fighting wars and battles
Defending you and I
He's
I really wanted
Shorty we pass platonic
I’m on her head like a bonnet, I turn her on like electronics
Baby can I be honest the first time we starting
Ripped open by metal explosion
Caught in barbed wire
Fireball
Bullet shock
Bayonet
Electricity
Shrapnel
Throbbing meat
Electronic
Will make me attracted again
We're strictly platonic
Shocking electronics
That buzzes all through my mind
I shouldn't have given you the time
Or set
by asking another question. But the Israelis were vey curious about the Gulf War and what Americans had thought about it, and I tried to think
Ripped open by metal explosion
Caught in barbed wire
Fireball
Bullet shock
Bayonet
Electricity
Shrapnel
Throbbing meat
Electronic data processing
back
My grandma
She grew up in Hungary
And I don't think
She was that poor
But at some point
The war started
And they sent her to
Auschwitz
And she
the web, spiders in Silicon valleys feed,
Off our data, our souls, in exchange for what we think we need,
Street slang, our armor, in this war of ones
my prime
Supersonic, polyphonic, this is our war
Mustering the armies, marching faster than before
Electronic yet symphonic, this is our score
We
I talk intelligent, text Ebonics
The electronic guitars whinin', that's just Nirvana
Tommy gun on the counter I call it Mr. Thomas
That'll keep
They make things all out to be
As big as apple orange tree
When we see so much clearer now
See through the fog of the impending
War
War
Look in
Put your life into our desk
Strange and old powers, social disgrace
Wages war with little risk
Generator
Decimator
-ohhh!-
Universal
Devastator
high-risers with extra closets
The sex platonic, I talk intelligent, text Ebonics
The electronic guitars whinin', that's just Nirvana
Tommy gun
Prisoners in Niggertown, it′s a dirty little war
Three-five-zero-zero
Take weapons up and begin to kill
Watch the long, long armies drifting
illusions
Producing the blue prints
Clueless?
Automator, defy the laws of nature
Electronic monolith throw a jam upon the disc
The futuristic looper with
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