Circuitry

[Verse 1: Kung Fu Vampire]
From the pack to the Atlantic
Stone feet, sandy in the oceanic, the home of the sea
Where the absent societies tend to retreat
Asleep with dead fishes like Sashimi
From a golden earring to a Basalini
Cold seat, beauty on the beach in a bikini
To a cap while eating Scampini
They all can see me, but I'm on my way
Crashing like the old nase cause I'm still a big ole wave
Where I go I stay
Oh at least I'll leave my mark with these earthlings I play and then I spark
Mayday
And fuck a surfer up because hayday
Leave 'em to lay so the odds to put skin stingray let 'em decay
You let the crab nibble at him till May
Another fake motherfucker like Tammy Faye
Got nothing to say, but plenty of action
Move out of my way
I'll pick your fade on the beach and The Bay

[Chorus: Kung Fu Vampire]
The electric sound of the sea (sound of the sea)
It's the essence of circuitry (hahaha)
The electric sound of the sea (sound of the sea)
It's the essence of circuitry (hahaha)

[Verse 2: Kung Fu Vampire]
Rolling dark in shark pits
Eclectic diss swallows
And venomous spits however fit
Universal romancing kiss
The carcass abyss
The flesh diss
Faces of death wish oppressed list of the finest fish
A spicy life to mess with
Evil world to quest with
It's the Revenge of The Sith ask Count Dooku about Buku Bucks
I'm knowing good times and the ocean has slowed down my bad luck
Staying stuck's not an option
Obstacle festival at the pier
With no clue what's going on down here, a large amount of fear
Salty like the tear, that drips down the clowns face
A bad taste from the air pollution and toxic waste, an actual place
Natural habitat, killer whales, amazing grace
The brawns and the brains, the master race
Emperor of everything
It's the sharp teeth and the heavy swing in control of the big bang

[Chorus: Kung Fu Vampire]
The electric sound of the sea (sound of the sea)
It's the essence of circuitry (hahaha)
The electric sound of the sea (sound of the sea)
It's the essence of circuitry (hahaha)

[Verse 3: Kung Fu Vampire]
I'm on my own
The last creature standing alone
Petrified home
A melted cellphone on permanent roam
In these rustic times
No more potstickers or chemical ringtones
Ice cream cones, steaks or snickers
Getting baked drinking liquor
Mistakes at the liq store I kick more facts about the doors of perception and the gates of evolution retribution
Liquid solution, global warming institution
I put some ice on the age
Desert storming turning the page
Flip it back around
Turn into mold
She burning the haze
No more profits, no gains
No more lust, no tacky gold chains
No more robotic talk-show hosts with steroids in their veins
To perpetuate how insane
Our disrespect for mother earth has become
My time has came
The end of man, the beginning of peace
The beauty begins, the beast deceased

[Chorus: Kung Fu Vampire]
The electric sound of the sea (sound of the sea)
It's the essence of circuitry (hahaha)
The electric sound of the sea (sound of the sea)
It's the essence of circuitry (hahaha)