Analog Anilalator Vrs. Silver Surfer Lyrics

Analog Brothers

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Lyrics to Analog Anilalator Vrs. Silver Surfer
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[instrumental and Spanish speaking for 19 seconds] [Keith Korg] Astro Jetman, flight attendant, American Airlines DC-10 with engine built to my back again Fly over 101 freeway, run like Flash on speedways Human-made man machine move like Jim Kelly with Afrosheen Green Bay ninja green with technical electric feedback Twist your kneecaps back Automated robot flex skills like an Autobot Transform, get warm, get strong, turn long Activate break shake material Bang on doors like Enoch, crush kill destroy a block Dr. Smith, Will Robinson, head-bobbinson, attack the opposite Alternate, demonstrate, throw {?} at tanks, swing like the Yanks Metaphorical historical Telex raiser Wearin a glow in the dark blazer Megaphotek, at coat check [- unknown -] Survival of the business, ese puedo Don't understand this world, todo mundo se {?} por esto Mi mido, blow diablos that echo Ready to claim, under disguise, no se {?} No shame, no consequences or {?} to leave us underground, we're not inhuman {?} Que es esto, no me importa no more, no tengo llego So en {?} para yo, listo por en muerto I live again, {?} nuevo Lejo's the key, surrounded by {?} buenos Espe sueno my dream, true desperado Analog hermano, un punto {?} ano [Ice Oscillator] Do not attempt to switch the frequencies, creep with these Analog assassins, blastin and laughin at ya Catch you with the one-two, the cruelest dude less who dis Ice-al-Oscillator Master weaponest, deadliest, linguist Got you locked in, your car blocked in, now you sit scared as shit As I, jump in the next level Warp double-oh-6 slash crucifix inverted, you heard it Ten thousand MC's murdered, not enough, all my films are snuff Sound scans directly connected to our database Interlates with microwave deep tissue scans, oscillation Inconsiderate, no love for the illiterate, non analog bullshit Delete, edit, disc discs heads crash, dragged to trash [Silver Synth] Enemies on my coffin list, off to holocause with this Molotov and blow the surface off the microchips, blastoff Unlimited tech the masterpiece, the prophecy, disaster brings Math to this, path of aftershock and calculus Imagine the 7th magic powerless, could time ever be hourless? Sil Synth the synthesizer arrive and crack flicks Smack with backhand 'til backlash taps your ears backward Attack with, chilling artillery, frozen hollow tips You're killin me, willingly executing thrillingly It be total majestic techniques electronic dyslexic The sonic boom various slash slang Tomb Raiding, escaping Poeticism to rhythm like strange algorithm [- unknown -] Rumble in the Bronx, move Starks on distortion levels Dirt devils, enter the pressure cooker Heat seekin Lex Luger, move analog Shut down all contacts in competition annihilation, next stage elimination Crews we spacemen, face men, spare no men Back again, four or five times, 2005 Voltron hexagon Try your digital lexicon, we low on the meter Explode all speakers and soundmen, expert travellers drown men Altered states and earthquakes Global battleaxes, your brain collapses Anatomically mega, Sega sound systems Mentally bomb systems, kamikaze space missions [speaking Spanish before the beat rides out to fade




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