When you least suspect it They feed ya mass media The age is electric I got the electric blues I got the electric blues Thwump... rackety... whomp Rock... folk rock... rhythm and blues
When you least suspect it They feed ya mass media The age is electric I got the electric blues I got the electric blues Thwump, rackety, whomp Rock, folk rock, rhythm and blues
Traduction: Cheveux. Blues électrique.
Steep is the water tower painted off blue to match the sky can't ignore the train night walks in the valley silent you could swear the earth just
jacked, attacked and cracked on two, Smackin' through 'ril you're black and blue for actin' true! I'm dreaded like a man whose hair is all stands, Proof
girls smarter than normal girls Good time girls straight hair and hair that curls Good time girls having a good time Sit in the sun drinking electric
her breasts with a gown on She fell and then lightly touched his jaw, kissed him Rubbed his hair, turned around the ambulance was there Plus the blue
thunder The elves are under her She walks the wind And has a panther With silver fur Her thoughts are gold Her eyes electric blue Her thoughts are gold Her eyes electric blue
s got a penis Your mother's got a penis That's right your mother's got a penis In Internet rooms or computer main frames there's lots of females Bite your mothers blue
jacked, attacked and cracked in two Smackin through 'til youre black and blue for actin true I'm dreaded like a man whose hair is all strands Proof
Steep is the water tower Painted off blue to match the sky Can't ignore the train Night walks in the valley silent You could swear the earth just moved
On CD as it was on vinyl Give us this day our daily gig And forgive us our protest As we forgive those who protest against us And lead us not into electricity
breasts with a gown on She fell and then lightly touched his jaw, kissed him Rubbed his hair, turned around the ambulance was there Plus the blue coats
switch I got a six string hammer, gonna scratch this itch I'm a white witch, honey with long blonde hair Won't you step into my electric chair When
and you ready to represent, kid Blaow, that's how I like it, word is bond My hair ain't blonde my eyes ain't blue so now I'm dead boo It's on like this
save ourselves. To breathe is not enough. Yes sir, I Will. When you woke this morning you looked so rocky-eyed, Blue and white normally, but strange
scream, I wanna shout When I see your electric smile I don't believe in God or original sin I only wanna touch and taste your skin I get the vampire blues
