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We've got electric light - electric sightElectric mother riverYou float on down from town to town where theyThink they are in a certain chargeMoody angels and a little tree-goat- We might even try and we might even floatFar up in the sky where mother Sun put her raysWe can see the garden flow with its electric faceAnd the knowledge we gained from cloudsGone insane is the rhythm of the ol' triangleTo gather up some rainC'mon, the river rape them- Slaves of the moonAnd the monster will turn up in the endTo settle down next JuneSo, why do they strive across their stream of liesFor they might turn vital, mean and wildAnd we'll turn them into matchsticks that'll burnThem 'till they dieI will leave far tonight You'd better find anotherClown for your circus to feed our common enlightenment...Through and through
We've got electric light - electric sightElectric mother riverYou float on down from town to town where theyThink they are in a certain chargeMoody angels and a little tree-goat- We might even try and we might even floatFar up in the sky where mother Sun put her raysWe can see the garden flow with its electric faceAnd the knowledge we gained from cloudsGone insane is the rhythm of the ol' triangleTo gather up some rainC'mon, the river rape them- Slaves of the moonAnd the monster will turn up in the endTo settle down next JuneSo, why do they strive across their stream of liesFor they might turn vital, mean and wildAnd we'll turn them into matchsticks that'll burnThem 'till they dieI will leave far tonight You'd better find anotherClown for your circus to feed our common enlightenment...Through and through