Artist: Cult, The Album: Electric Title: Aphrodisiac Jacket Ow, ow, ow Sittin' on a mountain, looking at the sun Plastic fantastic lobster telephone Drive on baby, through the electric night All the way sister, in the taxi of life Cookin' in the kitchen, insects on the bone Hazy, lazy, dream world drippin' on Waitin' for a time bomb, yeah, tick tick tick away Somethin' on the radio, yeah yeah, drip drip drip all day, yeah Drive on baby, through the electric night All the way sister, in the taxi of light The sunshine glows, but nobody knows The nighttime's gone, keep drivin' on, yeah Aphrodisiac jacket Napoleon machine gun Livin' on a subway, yeah yeah From dusk till dawn, yeah Push baby, push, push, push, yeah... Sittin' on a mountain, we're looking at the sun Plastic fantastic lobster telephone, yeah Drive on baby, through the electric night All the way sister, in the taxi of light The sunshine glows, but nobody knows The nighttime's gone, keep drivin' on

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