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Systematic rhythm in control |
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Has left me in a world without emotion in my soul |
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And my desire, oh, it feels like fire. |
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Electrifying energy of life |
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Generates a power to a beat as cold as ice |
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And my desire, it takes you higher, higher, higher |
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Oh yeah yeah yi |
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Automatic songs that fascinate |
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Dancin' in a trance, my mind and body activated |
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My desire, oh, it feels like fire. (yeah !) |
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Accelerate the feeling everywhere |
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Electronic pleasure makes the music fill the air |
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And my desire, it takes you higher, higher, higher |
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Get ready ta flex, |
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I'll make you bounce to these rough raw rhythm |
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in your mind and the yalaxies. |
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Cause in the '95 season size in a roll, |
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Pass the remote control. |
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So I can change it up, |
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I get a ten'n'a half for mashing the bass up, |
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And it don't matter what they say |
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I'm like a Pentium chip and every line carries 8 k |
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I come with the digital, electric pleasure, |
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Here comes the pressure. |
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Known to be the man on the jams on the street fighter. |
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2 cause my style kicks like kung fu |
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Or you can get open, I got a fat PC with a 14,4 modem |
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Now here comes the pressure, |
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My interpretation of electronic pleasure |