The Slave

The Slave - The Germs

It starts in your head

And moves to your hands

Your body starts shakin'

Cause you're in demand

Slave to the beat

Of the neuro sutra can

You're lashed twixt the stars

Writhe your cars

Slave to the beat

Of the neuro sutra can

Oh yeah yeah

Pull out the zen

I've got a Buddhist in my hand

Your life seems wasted your bodies laced in

Don't stop now you've got to trace it

Put your hands together

With in the shackle

Twist your body round

Till it starts to crackle

Slave to the beat

Of the neuro sutra can

You're lashed twixt the stars

Writhe your cars

Slave to the beat

Of the neuro sutra can

Oh yeah yeah

Pull out the zen

I've got a Buddhist in my hand

Your life seems wasted your bodies laced in

Don't stop now you've got to trace it

Right here right now shake it in and out now

Lights on off now make it spin and fight now