(S. McCorkindale)
Flying through a Moebius night
Hypnotized by astral light
I lean on my radio
Our eyes burned by cabinet glow
Die for oil, die for soil
Zaxxon claims one more
Fingers are numb and the monitor's smashed
Flying on your last life
Until all hopes are dashed
One quarter is all you got
He began to wail, vacuum screams
Burned alive with gasoline
I lean on my radio
Our eyes burned by cabinet glow
Die for oil, die for soil
Zaxxon claims one more
Fingers are numb and the monitor's smashed
Flying on your last life
Until all hopes are dashed
One quarter is all you got
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The Lyrics of Mary Shelley Overdrive
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