From the pack to the Atlantic,
Where the absent societies
Asleep with dead fishes like sashimi
From a coltagnieri to a bossolini
beauty on the beach in a bikini
To a capo eating scampini
Crashing like the old days
Cause I'm still a big ol' wave
Though at least I leave my mark
Earthlings I play and then I spark Mayday,
and f*** a surfer up in his hay day
And let the crab nibble at him till May
Move out of my way or pick your fate
I'm the beach and the bay
The electric sound of the sea
Is the essence of circuitry
The electric sound of the sea
It's the essence of circuitry
From the dark to shark pits,
Swallows and venomous bits,
Universal romance an d kiss
The carcass, abyss, the flesh mist
a fresh list of the finest fish
A spicy life to mess with,
It's the revenge of the Sith,
ask Count Dooku about Booku Box
I'm going good times in the ocean
Staying stuck's not an option
Obstacle, vestibule at the pier
With no clue what's going
A large amount of fear, salty like the tear
That drips down the clown's face
A bad taste from the air pollution
An actual place, natural habitat
The bronze in the brains,
It's the sharp teeth and the heavy swang
In control of the big bang
The electric sound of the sea
It's the essence of circuitry
The electric sound of the sea
It's the essence of circuitry
the last creature standing alone
Petrified home, a melted cell phone
I'm permanent Rome, in these rustic times
No more pot stickers or chemical ringtones
Ice cream cones, steaks, and Snickers
Getting baked, drinking liquor,
mistakes at the liquor store
about the doors of perception
and the gates of evolution, retribution,
liquid solution, global warming in stitution
I put some ice on the age,
desert storm and turnin' the page
flip it back around, turnin' to mulch,
no more profits, no gains,
no more lust, no tacky gold chains
no more robotic toxin host
with steroids in their veins
to perpetuate how insane our disrespect
for mother earth has become
our time has came, the end of man,
the beauty begins, the beast is ceased
The electric sound of the sea,
is the essence of circuitry.
The electric sound of the sea,
is the essence of circuitry.