Lyrics:
drinking too much wine?
I don't know if it's day or night
When I'm underneath the neon sign
Underneath the neon sign
Electronic nature made by man with
stage the electronic eel band
Im an eel eel ectronic eel
Electric guitar
Electric keyboard
Im an eel eel ectronic eel
Everybody on Electronic power
When I grab the controller, say goodbye
I be up on it
No way, no you don't want it
Power down your electronics
My game is supersonic, it's
my prime
Supersonic, polyphonic, this is our war
Mustering the armies, marching faster than before
Electronic yet symphonic, this is our score
We
it's symphonic
Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic
Got my blueprint electronic
Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic
Got my blueprint, it's symphonic
Half
I'll be your frilly military lady
Your long-haired lover from France
I'll meet you at an electronic Liverpool
At an electronic dance
Wearing
The television is their drug
They gave their eyes to the reich
No one can see her and no one could find her
She was a junkie, an alpha monkey
An electronic
I'm in the club, say put your glasses up
It's electronic backup on the track like wassup
Girl you know what I want, keep leaning to the front
Idolize, criticize
Demoralize, sympathize, talk sweet and tellin lies
Economics, electronics
Atonic, supersonic
Saving whales, crowed jails
America
electronics targeting microscopic destinations of devastation
Cleaner than light
Meaner than a laser fight in the night 2000
Billions of micro maniacs
(All fall down)
All the big ideas
(All fall down)
All the radio waves
(All fall down)
Electronic seas
(All fall down)
How to navigate?
(All fall down)
that girl for the electronic
Underground scene where the beat is chronic
Yeah
(We are plastic, oh, nous sommes plastique)
(We are plastic, oh, nous
away is not the solution
My head's not straight with
All this pollution
Electronic gadgets add to the confusion
So, are you on your own?
Or should I
on my mind, so baby talk to me
You took her she went from the ghetto streets
To executive streets electronic beeps, two-way pagers, Palm 7's, M-11's
Electronic world
Supersonic girl
We keep moving on to nothing
We keep typing, we're not thumping
World won't get by me
I feel like I'm on to something
and open minds to love
And who's got time on their hands
Well life can be hard when you're holes in a card
In some electronic hand
You'll wander around from
Electronic, I'm cut like I'm all out of razors
And all I got is a gun left with a bayonet on it
Next ho froze and it look like I walked in to a jewelry store
electronic beeps
Two-way pagers, Palm 7's, M-11's
Illegal weapons, mesmerized by the dope game
Smith & Wesson's, never went back for seconds
Sprung..
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
sayin')
We don't want we don't need
We don't want gonna misfells
We don't want the nuclear bombs
So na no no tchatchira don't want
The electronic one
turn robotics into sonics
Positioned jostlers, monitor hegemonics
Robots make the robots that's out of the electronics
Nostradamus couldn't bother
a bad machine
Black velveteen
Supple and lean
The 21st century dream
Nice piece of kit
Electronic clit
Just sit down for a fit
Ready
and fifty-two electronic milligrams
We'll sell it like a coke candy organization
And I'm plugged with it, bail off into that old high-powered shit
These are
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Mark volman (vocals)
Howard kaylan (vocals)
Jim pons (bass, vocals)
Don preston (keyboards, electronics)
Ian
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