Lyrics:
be your girl
Please say that I'm not dreaming
And that we'll give it a whirl
Electric, electric, electric love
Them puppy dog eyes make me dizzy
Got me
prayers
Sirens, alarms
Sulphur's in the air
Electric whirls and pungent smells
The atmosphere turns red
A storm is raging dark
Inside the land
to have heart
Stir the blur, nuts and bolts whirl
Stored in electric ports, 4 strong boxes of 10 floors
Shift the weight towards the door, in hopes
nuts and bolts whirl
Stored in electric ports, 4 strong boxes of 10 floors
Shift the weight towards the door, in hopes of escape
When hands on cord,
prayers
Sirens, alarms
Sulphur's in the air
Electric whirls and pungent smells
The atmosphere turns red
A storm is raging dark
Inside the land
Neon lights
Neon lights, city nights, in the glow we collide
Electric dreams, it seems, we're racing with the tide
Future's call, echoes through
a glorified rager
Constellations are taking over the majority
I'm surrounded like a virgin
In sororities nice one little girl, trapped
In a tilt a whirl, worse
going on?
Electric like a Pokémon
Finna kill 'em all (kill a Maul) like I’m Obi-Wan
Semen slick when I cum upon
Yo woman and I hit her wit the Hoe-Be-Gone
tied up in anguish
I'm gonna rock that boat don't brace it
My flow is electric
Taking to enemy methods effective
Coming corrective, flow is defective
So baby, don't you mind if I do
Got time, but I don't mind
Just wanna rock you, girl
I'll have whatever you have
Come on let's give it a whirl
See,
So baby, don't you mind if I do
Got time, but I don't mind
Just wanna rock you, girl
I'll have whatever you have
Come on let's give it a whirl
See,
and forget to remember what you said
And the ghosts of the tilt-a-whirl will linger inside of your head
And the ferris wheel junkies will spin them forever
out and forget to remember what you said
And the ghosts of the tilt-a-whirl will linger inside of your head
And the Ferris wheel junkies will spin them
Midway's tight with electric light
Good times are high as the passerbys
You lose your shit on the scrambler
Try your luck you're a gambler
The barker
Midway's tight with electric light
Good times are high as the passerbys
You lose your shit on the scrambler
Try your luck you're a gambler
The barker
Whirl down the wynd like dervish-berserkers;
If life hands us lemons; we'll make lemonade.
Maybe Jay's smashed (?), drumming up passion;
Scarring
live wire in an electric town
Frankie started hangin' with an uptown girl
A Harlem lady in the social whirl
On Saturday night he'd put on his best
Blue city lights
Fading in the dark
Electric vital signs
Slowly lose their spark
I'll travel 'cross the world
Searching for a sign
For the simple
the broken-wing bluebird
Ol' Notre Dame football teams
Run through my room
Sands whirl inside stovepipes
Never getting a Pulitzer prize
Shakespeare is 401, Joe
after frame -
In a slow instantaneous
Electric shock
Here is my contorted face
To reveal, sneering
The final dramatic
Deceit
When victim and hangman
I'm grateful for the role
The dizziness of freedom
Churns like a tilt a whirl
No effervescent tablet or eucharist
Could keep me from needing to hurl
a better picture but everything's in a whirl
We maneuver through the gutters you gotta get it and go
Coming out the catacombs could kill an opp in the mold
electric car's
Richard Bransons aiming for the star's
Everything you hear
Is heating up the world
Deep sea divers are looking for a pearl
My name's Hook
But
electric dreams
Clutching a moonbeam
Now it's time to say good night
Be still and close your eyes
As the waking world unfurls
Give it another whirl
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