Shake your thorax to the footsteps
They'd love to taste the free air
They'd love to dream of blackmail
They'd love to bathe you in your former glory

Next stop, faith in the fact that
You'll have the answer to everything
Faster, faster, won't you make it
Faster one more time?

To breathe your breath in time
Your breath is out of time, make it faster
Now shake your hips with culture
Now point your fingers to the sky

Living in your kisses, living like a fascist lover
Save your ritual tragedy, it's time to celebrate our new
Noble complacent so lucid serenity
Take it from here and I'll save our eyes
With your forked tongue, living like a fascist lover

Sonic boom