Thrust!

何を言うとるんや? 元気出せボケ爺

Yeah, thrust in deep, there are no limitations
Wing shaped constellations everywhere now
Creep, babe, creep, your life's a suicide
And I said I'm gonna ride it, she don't care now

Yeah, maybe, the night ride's gonna bleed
Yeah, maybe, this is what y'all need

Yeah, sinkin' deep into your destination
Dig the demolition everywhere now
Creep, babe, creep into your ring of fire
Burned out on the wire, she don't care now

Yeah, maybe, the night ride's gonna bleed
Yeah, maybe, this is what y'all need

It has been established that persons who have recently died
Have been returning to life and committing acts of murder
Widespread investigation of reports from funeral homes, morgues, and hospitals
Has concluded that the unburied dead are coming back to life and seeking human victims
It's hard for us here to believe what we're reporting to you, but it does seem to be a fact

Yeah, open the darkness an hour later to the minute moment
Move under the guilty, she went deep into the corner
Snap dog city, hypnotize and break the mercury
Rig test, oil inject freak hallucination
Shot through the backdoor buzz a whirling locomotion
West straight to another, through the sea of love

Yeah, life on the line, still in time
You will find she has gone away
Don't ask why, super sky
Live or die, she has gone away
Figure this, no more, sis
Spanish kiss, "She has gone away."

Thrust into a diamond generation
Deacceleration everywhere now
Up from hell a missile to the moon and
Zero to the three and four and five and

Yeah maybe, the night ride's gonna bleed
Yeah maybe, this is what y'all need

How fast can you really move me?
Come on, come on, come on, come on, yeah
A ritual electro-nation
Shout



Credits
Writer(s): Jay Noel Yuenger, Shauna Yseult Reynolds, Rob Zombie, Ivan Peter De Prume
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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