Lyrics:
never learned to dance.
There was no angel at his side
There was a purpose that became homeless when he died.
Holy Cross
Electric Association
Oh well
Hand in hand, I cross the uncanny valley
With my good old electric friend
She's your doppelgänger, your look-alike
The only left to defend
Still I
milk while I'm baling hay
Yeo Valley's approach is common sense
Harmony in nature takes precedence
My ride's my pride
That's why you'll never see it
when the first snowflake falls
You'll witness a mass exodus
We're living in the valley of the winter birds
We're living through the valley of the winter
(J. Comanor/S. Silverstein)
Sal from the valley loved Al from the alley and they lived in harmony
Sally played acoustic and Al, he played electric
With a pumping heart
Don't wanna be electric
Don't wanna shine in the dark
In the valley of the light of death
In the valley of the light of death
her up like bog wire
We in association with the gyal them print pon the flyer
You no hear?
Them boy deh a no gyallis fi we
Them ano no gyallis fi we
her up like bog wire
We in association with the gyal them print pon the flyer
You no hear?
Them boy deh a no gyallis fi we
Them ano no gyallis fi we
Walker, Monks, Niagra,
Joy Division, Lower 48, the Association, Sun Ra,
Scientists, Royal Trux, 10cc,
Eric B. and Rakim, Index, Basic Channel,
Walker, Monks, Niagra,
Joy Division, Lower 48, the Association, Sun Ra,
Scientists, Royal Trux, 10cc,
Eric B. and Rakim, Index, Basic Channel,
Walker, Monks, Niagra,
Joy Division, Lower 48, the Association, Sun Ra,
Scientists, Royal Trux, 10cc,
Eric B. and Rakim, Index, Basic Channel,
walking through the purple fogs
slowly takes me through the electric valley
see the motion sparking
motion turning into mystic shapes and vanish
get you a juice quick
Three flights and she gotta do two trips
No electric back to the news's housing association
Moving fam to the Eastern District,
(Whoa-oh-oh)
(Whoa-oh-oh)
(Whoa-oh-oh)
And I watched chariots of clouds roll over the tallest peaks
Filling the valleys below with the grayest gray
a circle.
- Come on you bastards!!!
Before the words were out the dog with its back to the valley,
to the Gulf of Corinth, came leaping with teeth
rotten
A piece of my childhood it'll never be forgotten
It was just an old plywood boat
With a '75 Johnson with electric choke
A young boy, two hands
rotten
A piece of my childhood it'll never be forgotten
It was just an old plywood boat
With a '75 Johnson with electric choke
A young boy, two hands
I'm machine, polysynthetic
I'm not human, not organic
I'm electric, I'm mechanical
Alien android, extraterrestrial
I'm a magnet, empathetic
I'm not
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah-ahhhh
(Let it wash over you)
(It's a current of electric emotions)
(It's like the record of mine, I only chase
[Verse 1]
In the rolling green valleys where the sun shines bright
A wild bunch of cowboys and girls, dancing through the night
To the rhythm
the Massage
The medium of our time, electric technology
Everything from the lightbulb, the telephone
To the computer, to jets
To nuclear energy is changing
A piece of my childhood that will never be forgotten
It was just an old plywood boat
With a '75 Johnson with electric choke
A young boy two hands
temper, bad
manners, and bad habit's
It dont matter muthafucka, if you need it
I can send them to the valley pick aˆ?em up and retrieve aˆ?em
Association by
to school at The Home of the Vikings At Valley
Go For Gold, Valley Up, Get on that Viking Ship, Valley Rally
This land isn't quite McFarland, Cali
Mexicans
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