The Slave — текст песни (Germs)

It starts in your head
And moves to your hands
Your body starts shakin`
Cuz you`re in demand
You do the slave to the beat
Of the neuro-sutra can can...

You`re lashed `twixt the stars
With your ice and motor cars:
You do the slave to the beat
Of the neuro-sutra can can
Oh yea! Yea! Pull out the zen
I`ve got a Buddhist principle in my hand
Your life seems wasted your bodies laced in
Don`t stop now you`ve got to trace it...

You put your hands together
Writhe in the shackle
You twist your body round
Till it starts to crackle:
You do the slave to the beat
Of the neuro-sutra can can...

Right here right now shake it in and out some
Lights on off now make it spin and fight now