Lyrics:
To make a pure love work in a dirty way
If you want me
Meet me at Electric Chapel
If you want me
Meet me at Electric Chapel
If you wanna steal my
In a future time children will work together to build a giant Siborg
Robot parade, robot parade, wave the flags that the robots made
Rob parade,
Boy
Boy
Down in the street there is violence
And a lots of work to be done
No place to hang out our washing
And I can't blame all on the sun,
Boy
Boy
Down in the street there is violence
And a lots of work to be done
No place to hang out our washing
And I can't blame all on the sun,
In a future time
Children will work together
To build a giant cyborg
Robot parade, robot parade
Wave the flags that the robots made
Robot
on
Yes, the lantern burns, firm and easy
And broadcast, so raw and neatly
Thunder roll, sunshine, work it out
Overload, overload, overload
Comin'
on
Yes, the lantern burns, firm and easy
And broadcast, so raw and neatly
Thunder roll, sunshine, work it out
Overload, overload, overload
Comin'
work for salvation
From the moment we’re born
Ignore your head
Follow this sign
An emotion electric love
An emotion electric love
Yeah
An emotion
We, we are electric
We, we are electric
We, we are electric, oh
What a piece of work is a man
I know we're more than that
What makes us all burn
(I've got to go to work)
Batman
If a man is considered guilty (work, work)
For what goes on in his mind (work, work)
Then gimme the electric chair
Frank zappa (guitar, piano, lead vocals)
Billy mundi (drums, vocals, yak)
Bunk gardner (woodwinds)
Roy estrada (electric bass, vocals)
Don preston
never did, doesn't mean it won't work now
Sunrise, sunset
In the midnight sun, watching colors run
Bring back electric green
When the morning comes,
won't work now
Sunrise, sunset
In the midnight sun, watching colors run
Bring back electric green
When the morning comes, we'll be overdone
Time for my
a nigga go blind, G Rides, hoppin out of Nissans
Do I got them hoes chirpin'? Yeah
Do I put the work in? Yeah
Do I got them hoes out workin'? Yeah
Do I
Our father is a doctor, he's a family man
My mother works for charity whenever she can
And they're both good clean Americans who abide by the law
Following the silent hedges
Needing some other kind of madness
Looking into purple eyes
Sadness at the corners
Works of art with a minimum
Our father is a doctor, he's a family man
My mother works for charity whenever she can
And they're both good clean Americans who abide by the law
Oh, yeah
I'm just a love machine
And I won't work for nobody but you
(Yeah baby)
I'm just a love machine
A hugging kissing fiend
I think
Lay me down at your altar, baby
I'm a slave to this luck
Your electric lips have got me speaking in tales
I have prayed for a power like you
Lay me down at your altar, baby
I'm a slave to this luck
Your electric lips have got me speaking in tales
I have prayed for a power like you
(I've got to go to work)
Batman
If a man is considered guilty (work, work)
For what goes on in his mind (work, work)
Then gimme the electric chair
the work is done
We'll bebionic and beyond the circuits of our minds
We'll get nothing done under electric sun
Leave the weight of labor far behind
here, nothing's granted
We had to work our way
The name electric Rain
The name Electric Rain
The name Electric Rain
The perfect name for a major change
you really need someone to talk to you
It doesn't always work like it's supposed to
You can love yer brain
Even if it slips down the drain
Man,
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