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That brand new synthesizer's
Gonna synthesize your mind
Your heart is made of silicon
And your eyes are traffic lights
There's a rainbow in your shoelace
And your friends are going blind
And did you ever think
To understand the fuss...
When you sold your sould to neon for the buzz
Yeah you sold your soul to neon for the buzz
You're technicolour turbulence
behind a drum machiene
And you stole your beat from London streets
And sweet anphetamine
You're cyber space in motion
And you wont forget to scream
Cos you're to hot to take a moment to discuss...
Why you sold your sould to neon for the buzz
Well you sold your soul to neon for the buzz
You beg divine forgiveness
When the internet won't load
There's a radiation warning
On your iridescent clothes
You're voltage overloading
And your going to explode
But go on do it if you really think you must...
Well you sold your sould to neon for the buzz
Well you sold your soul to neon for the buzz
Yeah you sold your soul to neon for the buzz.
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