Such a strange pre-occupation Such a strange peculiar breed How it's shining in its armour Made of gold and made of steel It can strike a chord inside you Like a generation's need Speaking happy words of promise
Big generator Lives out of sight Big generator Hands upon the wheel
Moving to the left Movin' Moving to the right big generator moving through the night
Second nature sacrifice Even if you close your eyes We exist through this strange disguise
I have heard it said to someone Or maybe it was me There is a reason to experience Psychedelic so we could see To be growing up before us Like the black and white of love Be the focus Be the chorus
Big generator Hands upon the wheel Big generator In for the kill
Second nature comes alive Even if you close your eyes We exist through this strange device
Moving to the left Moving to the right Big generator Moving through the night
We are the voices of the big generator
Moving through the night Movin'
Flying out the soft machine, we offer All surprise to you Praise oh praise this anthem generator
Moving through the night Movin'
We are the voice of everyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
