Plasmatics
Propagators
We swarm inside you, in your body and your brainWe press your buttons, one for pleasure, one for painWe ride the satellites, we ride inside your headWe're Albert Einstein, we're the maggots on the deadWe can make you praise the lord, or fuck your neighbour's wifeWhile you perform for us, you think you have a lifeWe are the, we are the, we are the, PROPAGATORSWe're in our prime now, but your time's almost doneToo bad you will not be here to join in on the funWe are the noise machine plugged straight into your brainWe amplify ourselves, we overload the gainLetras de cancionesSometime in the future when nirvana will be foundWe'll throw a giant party, only you won't be aroundNetwork of molecules, dividing DNACosmic reactor, we're going all the way
From Letras Mania