Life was oh so, so erotic   Somewhere deep inside his eyes   Share a joke, drink a coke   Tighten up your favourite clothes   Lovers always   Telling lies   Maybe they're just outta time   Dig a hole on your own   Satan's crawlin on my soul      Turn around, face this way   Better to avoid the rays   Plastic heart ignore the pain   But oh, oh, oh, oh      Mean Mr. Terror believe it   Build me a queen with your magnetic machine   Hey Mr.Terror believe it   Build me a queen with your bikini machine   Man I want to be my subterranean queen      Oh no, no, no natives are frightened away   Oh no, no, no she's gonna blow you away      Mean Mr. Terror believe it   Build me a queen with your magnetic machine   Mean Mr. Terror believe it   Build me a queen with your bikini machine   Man I want you to be my subterranean queen