Electric 6

Angels and demons holding hands and whistling Dixie
we haven't had that kinda fun around here since 1960
we wait in longer lines than the Russians ever did
selling our childrens' souls to the highest bid
I can't describe how it feels...

These songs will blare out of your eyes
when I get to the green building
my arrival will be televised
when I get to the green building
when I get to the green building

Satan's cheerleaders prancing around the maypole in December
We haven't that kind of spectacle here since I can remember
Our fearless leaders say they're equipped to the task
and every point of view on this depends on who you ask
It doesn't matter anyway

All prophecies are realized
When I get to the green building
The stars will shine out of your eyes
When I get to the green building
When I get to the green building

Isn't it interesting to see whose heart shall pass
When they try to hide them but they're made of glass
and isn't it interesting to see who lives or dies
on the rollercoasters and the water slides

And Isn't it interesting to watch them play their game
When they're all such cheaters and they have no shame
And isn't it interesting to hear the demons sing
When the doorbell rings at the green building

and Isn't it interesting
and Isn't it interesting
when the doorbell rings
at the green building

and Isn't it interesting
and Isn't it interesting

The need to turn it up is overwhelming
I just can't sit still anymore
I wanna break things with my hammer
I wanna start a little war

Isn't that what this little red button here is for?

Ooh!

I wish this song was louder!
Ooh!

I wish this song was louder!

Evil policeman patrol the city
They look for somebody to kill
They've done a little damage
They wanna do some more now
And they probably will
And they probably will
Ooh!

I wish this song was louder!
Ooh!

I wish this song was louder!

One night I had a vision
That the world was taken over
By a race of dirty filthy birds
I dropped to my knees
And I begged for mercy
But they never understand a word
No I was never heard

Hey now cheeky monkey!
Ooh!

Take a ride on the dirty donkey!
Ooh!

I wish this song was louder!
Ooh!

I wish this song was louder!
Ooh!

I'm late for dinner but look who's on the menu
(?) when I'm in a hurry nothing tastes as good as you do
Whisper in my ear all your culinary wishes
Next thing you know you're washing the dishes
Your table is ready for me
I'm happy to seat you

Slices of you
I'd really like another slice of you
That's so nice of you
I'd really like another slice of you
That's so nice of you
I'd really like another slice or two
I'd really like another slice of you
I'm late for dinner but look who's on the menu
'cos when I get a table you know damn well I get a table for two
Preheat the oven so the cooking is best
I trained at the very best kitchens in france
My service is slow and I hope this doesn't offend you

Slices of you
I'd really like another slice of you
That's so nice of you
I'd really like another slice of you
That's so nice of you
I'd really like another slice or two
(Slice of you)
I'd really like another slice of you

And everywhere I go
You ask me, Valentine
What's your recipe for love?
MY answer's always the same
Cook the hell out of it
It's slices of you
If music be the food of love, play on
But I'm really too hungry for just one song
It's so fire leads to you
I'd really like anotheer slice of you
That's so nice of you
(Nice of you)
I'd really like another slice of you
(Slice of you)
I'd really like another slice of you

I'm late for dinner but look who's on the menu
'cos when I'm in a hurry nothing tastes as good as you do
I'm late for dinner but look who's on the menu
'cos when I'm in a hurry nothing tastes as good as you do
I'm late for dinner but look who's on the menu

Policeman watching you
I see everything the policeman sees
City's on fire, it's a billion degrees
Oh oh

The policeman he waves me through
That's the difference between me and you
We're watching hot tits on ice 'til we freeze
Oh oh

White DJ in Detroit
Black MC in Tokyo
White girl in a black Blockbuster Video
Oh oh

Aaaaaaaaaah!
(Something wrong with us)
There's something very wrong with us tonight
Aaaaaaaaaah!
(Something wrong with us)
There's something very wrong with us tonight
So let's go out tonight

Subway passenger
I see everything that the passenger sees
One hundred buildings for every five trees
Oh oh

And I will ride 'til the ride is through
That's what the passenger's expected to do
Looking to pick up a Japanese
Venereal disease

Dutch hip-hop in Atlanta
Tight new R&B in Estonia
Just another sick American at Yoshinoya
Oh oh

Aaaaaaaaaah!
(Something wrong with us)
There's something very wrong with us tonight
Aaaaaaaaaah!
(Something wrong with us)
There's something very wrong with us tonight
So let's go out tonight

Government man
Important man
Walking around at night
He's got his whiskey
He's got his briefcase
He's gonna be all right

Now when you hear those sirens
Don't you think it's just a drill
Cause when El Presidente pulls the trigger
He always SHOOTS TO KILL

There are Germans in Mexico
Germans in Mexico
Taking over tonight
Falling in love with your daughter

There's only so many rabbits
That you can pull out of your hat
There's only so much time now
You know we're running out of that

Ayudame American fighter jets!
For without you we shall not win
They come in the night and take our women
For sale in Berlin

There are Germans in Mexico
Germans in Mexico
Taking over tonight
Falling in love with your daughter

Sing everybody!
Deutsche! Deutsche!
Vaya con dios, amigo!

I bought my girlfriend a Chocolate Pope
'Cause she seems to be at the end of her rope
Italian candy with swiss chocolaty flavor
Such a dee-licious dee-licious way
To save her

Chocolate Pope
Oh

She says she loves these United States of America
And the flag for which it stands, of thee I sing
And she tells me she's a liar but I don't believe her
She'll tell me almost anything

Placin' your bet on a horse that never left the gate now
Got nothin' left on your plate
But it's better than walkin' around lookin' for another man to subjegate
Better than wondering what it was she just ate

Did I make a mistake when I turned it on?
Was my dance pattern right?
Was my dance pattern wrong?
Did I make a mistake when I sang the song?
Was my vox too sexy?
Was my vox too strong?

Now you navigate your way around the treacherous terrain
Try not to step in the Darvocet and the Novocaine
And you're stuck in the corner listening to some guy talk about his screenplay
And the crazy things he did one night in Spain, wooh

Did I make a mistake when I turned it on?
Was my dance pattern right?
Was my dance pattern wrong?
Did I make a mistake when I sang the song?
Was my vox too sexy?
Was my vox too strong?

My dance pattern is everything that matters to me
The blood splatters, you should see the suckas scatter
Man it really is a sight to see

Well we've seen the years go by
But it seems we've reached the end of the line
And there ain't no happy ending
When you're constantly pretending
That the good lord ripped you out of my side

And this time there are no feelings
And it feels like there's no time
And it feels like it's time to let my feelings do some talking
Some time, every time, every time I dance with you

Did I make a mistake when I turned it on?
Was my dance pattern right?
Was my dance pattern wrong?
Did I make a mistake when I sang the song?
Was my vox too sexy?
Was my vox too strong?

Did I make a mistake when I turned it on?
Was my dance pattern right?
Was my dance pattern wrong?
Did I make a mistake when I sang the song?
Was my vox too sexy?
Was my vox too strong?

Ow, ow, ow

When a problem needs a problem solver
guess who gets the call?
me that's all
you're dueling with a plugged revolver
well guess who dropped the ball?
the writing's on the wall

The French sent us a copper lady
Long since turning green
From New York to Los Angeles
and all points in between
burning fifty million megawatts of gasoline!

Oooh!

I accept my destiny
I shall start a legacy
The likes of which you've never seen
Make them rip it
Rip it clean
I accept my destiny
I am a ripping machine
So help me!

Rip it! Rip it!
Rip it! Rip it!
Rip it! Rip it!

You're listening to your politicians
They claim to speak to God
Can't you see it's just a fraud?
Your rituals and superstitions
Don't you find them kind of odd?
Might as well kneel before Zod

The French sent us a copper lady
Long since turning green
From New York to Los Angeles
And all points in-between
Burning fifty million megawatts of gasoline

Ooooh!

I accept my destiny
I shall start a legacy
The likes of which you've never seen
Make them rip it
Rip it clean
I accept my destiny
I am a ripping machine
So help me!

Rip it! Rip it!
Rip it! Rip it!
Rip it! Rip it!

Put me in motion
Drink the potion
Use the lotion
Drain the ocean
Cause commotion
Fake devotion
Entertain a notion
Be Nova Scotian

Drink the potion
Put me in motion
Use the lotion
Drain the ocean
Cause commotion
Fake devotion
Entertain a notion
Be Nova Scotian

Drink the potion
Put me in motion
Use the lotion
Drain the ocean
Cause commotion
Fake devotion
Be Nova Scotian
Be Nova Scotian
Be Nova Scotian
Be Nova Scotian
Be Nova Scotian
Be Nova Scotian
Be Nova Scotian
Be Nova Scotian
Be Nova Scotian

Rip it!

All those pills, they make you uptight
I'm suprised you still walk upright
You want to live the thug life
Well!
Dance on the edge of my knife
Whoa!

Feed my fuckin' habit
Feed my fuckin' habit
Follow the white rabbit
Follow the white rabbit
Reach into me and grab it
Reach into me and grab it
Feed my fuckin' habit
Feed my fuckin' habit

On a pale, moonlight night
My
Willpower loses its fight
Ooh

Feed my fuckin' habit
Feed my fuckin' habit
Follow the white rabbit
Follow the white rabbit
Reach into me and grab it
Reach into me and grab it
Feed my fuckin' rabbit
Feed my fuckin' rabbit

*guitar solo*

She was the queen of an evil galaxy
Living off the money she suckered from me
She wasn't satisfied living by the airport in Queens
Can you tell me now what any of it means?

Now listen
I see no point in trying to get you to listen
Your hypnotised by the camera you're kissing
My dogs are barking, man
All your cats are hissing tonight
Nothing gets settled when our animals fight
You look good in pictures but I think that the attention's going to your brain
Hey little sister why do I only see you on the white train?

Riding on the white train
Riding on the white train
Riding on the white train
Riding on the white train
Solo!

Solo!
Solo!
Solo!

Now you got yourself into a sticky situation
But I don't make moves unless there's some reciprocation
I gotta know now should I be anticipating love
Or will you slap me with your bitches' gloves?
Ow!

Satan destroys you
But Jesus puts you in a bowl and smokes you
Hey little sister!
Your dreams are dying living on the white avenue

Living on the white avenue
Living on the white avenue
Living on the white avenue
Living on the white avenue
Ooh white avenue

Your broken machine has some questions for me
Wants to know a little bit about my history
It wants to know why I write these ridiculous songs
It wants to know everything that turns me on

And what turns me on is you
So now that's what turns it on too
Its methods are filling me with doubt
This experience is starting to creep me out

It doesn't do anything, it just sits there
It doesn't do anything, it just sits there
And looks at me

M-m-mechanical meltdown
It should be thrown away
It should be scrapped by sundown
But broken machine is here to stay

Yeah broken machine thinks it's fair to me
But it only sees what it wants to see
It looks into me to see what I'm made of
It's trying so hard to understand our love

And it sees that I love you
And so you're the one that it loves, too
It wants to understand the workings of our heart
It doesn't care if it tears us apart

It doesn't do anything, it just sits there
It doesn't do anything, it just sits there
And looks at me

M-m-mechanical meltdown
it should be thrown away
sa-sa-satanic shutdown
but broken machine is here to stay

You know what, machine? My mind's not big enough for the both of us. But they tell me you're here to stay. I guess that's what I get for surrounding myself with technology!

M-m-mechanical meltdown
you should be thrown away
you should be scrapped by sundown
but broken machine is here to stay

Broken machine is here to stay
Broken machine is here to stay
Broken machine is here to stay
Broken machine is here to stay

When the time comes to documentary what we did here
The transcription won't really be that hard
'Cos i'm a woman eating monster
With a suitcase full of fire
And pink flamingos decorate my yard

Yeah! Pink flamingos decorate my yard!

Do you remember that young girl who did all those things with her body?
Yeah, I guess you could say it was me who gave her her start!
I hear she's working for President Clinton the way she used to work for me
But my pink flamingos keep pecking at her heart

My pink flamingos keep pecking at her heart!

And they never fly away
In my front yard they stay
And, you know, baby
I sometimes find it odd
You've got to climb the statue of the demon to get closer to God!

Woah!

Woah!

Now there's a crowd outside demanding my resignation
And a policeman about to draw his gun
Seems I've lost this battle
But the war has just begun
'Cos my pink flamingos will outlive everyone

Yeah my pink flamingos will outlive everyone!

And they never fly away
In my front yard they stay
And, you know, baby
I sometimes find it odd
You've got to climb the statue of the demon to get closer to God!

Dance like nobody's watching you Randy
And love like you've never been hurt
Supersize it when you get hungry Randy
And eat like it's the last night on earth

You could be nobody in heaven
Or you could be a star in hell
You could have a billion dollars and blow it all away

Randy's hot tonight
He's hot tonight
He's hot tonight

Randy's hot tonight
He's hot tonight
He's hot tonight

Randy's got tonight
He's got tonight
He's got tonight

Randy's hot tonight
He's hot tonight
He's hot tonight

'Cause we just wanna see the hot, hot side of Randy

Now Randy said
"If you live in Japan, you're Japanese
If you live in Canada, you're gonna freeze
If you live in a plastic house, you'll never die in a fire
If you work in television, you're a fucking liar"

Dont become unfocused Randy
And everything'll be ok
That confidence will come in handy
And everyone will be forced to say

That Randy, He's hot tonight
He's hot tonight
He's hot tonight

Randy's hot tonight
He's hot tonight
He's hot tonight

Randy's got tonight
He's got tonight
He's got tonight

Randy's hot tonight
He's hot tonight
He's hot tonight

Cause we just wanna see the hot hot side of Randy

1,2,3,4

Oh my God!
I met a girl named Kukuxumushu

Oh my God!
She walked on my heart
And she did it wearing two shoes

Oh my God!
She tossed me in a bag before she threw me away
She ran around telling all my friends I was gay.
Oh my God!
Oh my God!

I'm not the revolution
I'm just your boyfriend
A f**k solution
Until the world ends
Don't make me do this
Don't make me sing you a love song

Oh my God!
I took a ride with succubus Sally

Oh my God!
She drained-a my soul down at the bowling alley

Oh my God!
She scratches my skin and she kissed in my head
And she liquifies the living to feed to the dead
Oh my God!
Oh my God!

I'm not the revolution
I'm just your boyfriend
A f**k solution
Until the world ends
Don't make me do this
Don't make me sing you a love song

There are policemen with more sympathy
And paupers with more money than me
And while those things they might be true
There are corpses with more
Personality
Than you!

1,2,3,4

I fell in love with Hollywood Heather

But she was just another angry trend setter

Her body was assembled by a plastic MD
And she made me the object of her insecurity

I'm not the revolution
I'm just your boyfriend
A f**k solution
Until the world ends
What more can I say
Than 'Oh My God'?

Oh my God!
Oh my God!
Oh my God!
Oh my God!
Oh my God!
Oh my God!
Oh my God!

Someone told me you were cool
But the more I think about it that someone must have been you
Did you actually read your books at school?
'Cause you really don't seem ready for the drop of the other shoe
Wasting all your time howling at a half moon
Adding a little doom and gloom to your doom and gloom

You can do what you do
But I got bigger fish to fry than you
And I-I-I-I don't like you
And I-I-I-I don't want you here
Oh dear

Is that the best that you can do?
'Cause it really doesn't seem like you went ahead and thought it through
Yelling 'til you turn blue
But you better call that bluff before it goes ahead and calls you
And I really don't care whose side you're on
This here ain't a sprint, this is a marathon

You can say what you say
But I'd really, really like it if you just went away
And I-I-I-I can't take you
And I-I-I-I don't want you here
Not near

You say:
"Can we talk about this later?
Can we talk about this later?"
Blinded by your self-adulation
Deafened by your heinous orations
Hey hey!
Give us a break you big baby!

Solo!

You can do what you do
But I got bigger fish to fry than you
And I-I-I-I don't like you
And I-I-I-I don't want you here
And I-I-I-I can't take you
And I-I-I-I don't want you here

This is your captain speaking.

We've gone insane and we're slashing fares on Lucifer Airlines
You'll drink champagne and nobody cares about arriving on time
We know your name and your cross to bear, you'll answer for your crime
And we'll save an extra seat for you on the day you die
Sit back, relax, and take in the view and enjoy your flight

Sit back, relax (we love to fly)
Sit back, relax
Sit back, relax (we love to fly)
Sit back, relax
Sit back, relax (we love to fly)
Sit back, relax
Sit back, relax (we love to fly)
Sit back, relax

Crash positions, 'cause we're going down on Lucifer Airlines
taking submissions; turning no one down - we're hiring all kinds

Sit back, relax (we love to fly)
Sit back, relax

What have i, what have i gotten myself into?
This ain't no sexy vacation for two
And I just don't know what to do now
Hey!

We love to fly
We love to fly
We love to fly
We love to fly
(This is your captain speaking)

Ever since I met you, you were someone I knew
lookin for a little somethin somethin to do
you wanted one stop shoppin' and clothes that fit you
you wanted to look pretty when they're taking your picture

now you want your life to move a little bit faster
a little bit of death, a little bit of disaster
well I was doing this before you were born
the glove already fit you before it was worn

and girl, the choice is yours
I can dress you up as the devil
or I can dress you up as one of the devil's whores

oh oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh oh

calling all girls of the opposite sex
I know you just can't wait for what happens next
I got a five-step plan and a brand-new facility
the perfect habitat for testing sex ability

all you need's a credit card you're good to go
roll a little footage and film a little video
I wanna see who's living between your legs
you just can't make an omelet without breaking some eggs

and girl, what do you say?
You can dress me up like JFK
hide in the grassy knoll
and blow me away!

oh oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh oh

SOLO!

I have some money here for you, so reach in to me and grab it
And I have never understood why anybody likes Lenny Kravitz
I see no reason for this to continue
I don't have anything else to put in you
now go back home girl and do whatever it is that you do

And girl, I hate to break you the news
when you win here, you really lose
and you've been such a pleasure to use

oh oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh oh

These are your clothes
This is your hair
you aren't fooling anybody
but I still want to touch you
ooh oooh

the supermarket tabloid appeal
of the crazy little lives of
fabulous people
fabulous people
fabulous people
makin' all their money off of
dirty little people
dirty little people
dirty little people
givin' all their money to the fabulous people

whoa whoa whoooooooaaaaaaaooooo

This is your business
This is your pleasure
don't mean nothin' to no one
but I still wanna have you, oh

when you're makin' love now
what do you feel?
do you think you're good enough
for fabulous people

fabulous people
fabulous people
makin' all their money off the
dirty little people
dirty little people
dirty little people
givin' all their money to the fabulous people

whoa whoa whoa whooooooaaaaaaaooooo

Britney Spears and David Beckham
Paris Hilton and Red Skelton
every penny you spend helps them take over the world
present past and participle
Dale Jr. and Dick Trickle
and let us not forget Don Rickles
scaring the young girls
scaring the young girls
scaring the young girls