We need stimulation.
Musical masturbation.
What better way to satisfy than let the guitars gratify. Pound this sound.
Pump pump the heart the blood this love.
Love to the sound emergency.
We sing medication in this khaki Prozac nation.
No need to postulate.
Just let this love reverberate.
Dance this beat.
Sweet fancy feet and kiss this emergency.
Love to the sound emergency.
I need I breath emergency.
Such drumming Such strumming and this sound’s ringing in my ears.
Shake hands before I sacrifice.
Amputate with this melodic knife.
With my melodic knife.
Watch this emergency amputee go down.
If I were able I would give all of my limbs for just one chance to sing this song.
Goodbye my arms Goodbye my legs Goodbye my limbs Just sing this song.