till you're out of town Electric love I am an only child A little wiser A little older now Electric Love...Electric Love Electric Love...Electric Love Electric Love... Electric Love...Electric
till you're out of town Electric, electric love I am an only child, a little wiser, a little older now Electric love, electric love, electric love, electric love Electric, electric
shake it till you're Out of town Electric, 'lectric love I am an only child A little wiser, a little older now Electric love...electric love...electric love...electric love...electric
out of town Electric love Shake, shake it till you're out of town Shake, shake it till you're out of bounds Shake, shake it till you're out of town Electric
Translation: Holy Mother. Electric.
herself on the electric cello Which she ain't never studied And Mark Cohen will preview his new documentary About his inability to hold an erection on the high holy
He's thought about repentin already, sun is setting This church is not having service it looks almost dead as he Drops by but they keep on the electric
of common life Silver plated chaste embryo awakened by the touch From the mater, the mother, the magnificence, the matter, The river of steel that flows from high holy
of the so called saints Off from grace we fall O mournful souls A cruel but yet delightful scenario [Nursery Rhyme:] Mother's in the tomb, Mother's
Love was the air in your mother?s lungs, When her father tore her fences down, Plastic bags and panadol was out. Love with your sold Gibson 335,
ready, get your rhymes ready) And held a breath of life, resurrect the death of Christ What you got to sacrifice, I'm on some other shit Takeover the mother
