Thrust by White Zombie

Thrust in deep there are no limitations
Wing shaped constellations everywhere now
Creep, babe, creep your life's like a suicide
And I said 'I'm gonna ride it'
She don't care now, yeah! Maybe
The night ride gonna bleed, yeah! Maybe
This is what ch'all need!
Sink'n deep into your destination dig the demolition everywhere, now
Creep, babe, creep into your ring o' fire
Burned out on the wire
She don't care now, yeah! Maybe
The night ride gonna bleed, yeah! Maybe
This is what ch'all need!
Open the darkness an hour later to the minute (moment)
Move under the guilty she went deep into the corner
Snap dog city hypnotize and break the mercury
Rig test, oil inject freak hallucination
Shot through the backdoor
Buzz a whirling locomotion west straight to another
Through the sea of love, life on the line
Still in time, you will find 'She has gone away'
Don't ask way, super sky
Live or die, 'She has gone away.'
Figure this, no more, sis-spanish kiss
'She has gone away.'
Thrust into a diamond generation
Dexceleration everywhere
Up from hell a missile to the moon and zero to the 3 and 4 and 5 and
Yeah! Maybe
This is what y'all need!
How fast can you really move me come on, come on, come on, come on, yeah!
A ritual electro-nation, yow!