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  • 作词 : Beck
    Electronic actors and astromagnetic
    Corrupted files from galactical planets
    Writing interplanet code
    Thoughts get transported
    From neanderthal skulls
    Digital food malls
    Telemarketing people
    With cellular headsets on their skulls
    Selling you wisdom
    From a plexiglass prism
    Biochemical jism
    Gets you into this rhythm
    They act like Earth
    Was a terrestial prison
    A zoo for humans
    Put their cities into ruins
    Now we can feel what we're doing
    We move the stratosphere in plastic
    When you're out alive, spastic
    What else can the dust try to tell us?
    Comin' to you
    One thousand beats per minute
    Comin' to you
    One thousand beats per minute
    Comin' to you
    One thousand beats per minute
    Comin' to you
    One thousand beats per minute
    Categorizing in a crash
    Taking pictures
    And a backstage pass
    Gasoline on fire
    Tried to pull off this mask
    But there was really a face
    Which I just read from a plan
    Security cameras strapped to his back
    Fulfilled prescriptions, antidotes
    Media in a quarantined submission
    Consultants with remote souls
    Unanimous votes
    Portions of the proceeds
    Go to chain store victims
    In the midget conditions
    With remodeled kitchens
    Comin' to you
    One thousand beats per minute
    Comin' to you
    One thousand beats per minute
    Comin' to you
    One thousand beats per minute
    Comin' to you
    One thousand beats per minute
  • 作词 : Beck
    Electronic actors and astromagnetic
    Corrupted files from galactical planets
    Writing interplanet code
    Thoughts get transported
    From neanderthal skulls
    Digital food malls
    Telemarketing people
    With cellular headsets on their skulls
    Selling you wisdom
    From a plexiglass prism
    Biochemical jism
    Gets you into this rhythm
    They act like Earth
    Was a terrestial prison
    A zoo for humans
    Put their cities into ruins
    Now we can feel what we're doing
    We move the stratosphere in plastic
    When you're out alive, spastic
    What else can the dust try to tell us?
    Comin' to you
    One thousand beats per minute
    Comin' to you
    One thousand beats per minute
    Comin' to you
    One thousand beats per minute
    Comin' to you
    One thousand beats per minute
    Categorizing in a crash
    Taking pictures
    And a backstage pass
    Gasoline on fire
    Tried to pull off this mask
    But there was really a face
    Which I just read from a plan
    Security cameras strapped to his back
    Fulfilled prescriptions, antidotes
    Media in a quarantined submission
    Consultants with remote souls
    Unanimous votes
    Portions of the proceeds
    Go to chain store victims
    In the midget conditions
    With remodeled kitchens
    Comin' to you
    One thousand beats per minute
    Comin' to you
    One thousand beats per minute
    Comin' to you
    One thousand beats per minute
    Comin' to you
    One thousand beats per minute