Hey you, hey you, devil's little sister
Listening to your twisted transistor
Hold it between your legs, turn it up! Turn it up!
The wind is coming through, cant get enough
A lonely life where no one understands you
But don't give up, because the music do.
Music do, music do, music do, music do
Music do, music do
Because the music do, and it is reaching
Inside you, forever preaching
f*** you too, your scream's a whisper
Hang on you twisted transistor
Hey you, hey you, finally you get it
The world ain't fair, eat you if you let it
And as your tears fall on your breast, your dress
Vibrations coming through, you're in a mess
A lonely life where no one understands you
But don't give up, because the music do.
Music do, music do, music do, music do
Music do, music do.
Because the music do, and it is reaching
Inside you, forever preaching
f*** you too, your scream's a whisper
Hang on you twisted transistor
Music do, music do
Music do, music do
Music do, music do
Music do, music do
Hey you, hey you, this won't hurt a bit
This won't hurt a bit, this won't hurt.
Says who, says who? Anesthetize this b****!
A-nes-the-tize this b****, anesthetize!
Just let me be, between you and me, don't fit!
Don't fit!
Music do, and it is reaching
Inside you, forever preaching
f*** you too, your scream's a whisper
Hang on you twisted transistor.
Listening to your twisted transistor
Hold it between your legs, turn it up! Turn it up!
The wind is coming through, cant get enough
A lonely life where no one understands you
But don't give up, because the music do.
Music do, music do, music do, music do
Music do, music do
Because the music do, and it is reaching
Inside you, forever preaching
f*** you too, your scream's a whisper
Hang on you twisted transistor
Hey you, hey you, finally you get it
The world ain't fair, eat you if you let it
And as your tears fall on your breast, your dress
Vibrations coming through, you're in a mess
A lonely life where no one understands you
But don't give up, because the music do.
Music do, music do, music do, music do
Music do, music do.
Because the music do, and it is reaching
Inside you, forever preaching
f*** you too, your scream's a whisper
Hang on you twisted transistor
Music do, music do
Music do, music do
Music do, music do
Music do, music do
Hey you, hey you, this won't hurt a bit
This won't hurt a bit, this won't hurt.
Says who, says who? Anesthetize this b****!
A-nes-the-tize this b****, anesthetize!
Just let me be, between you and me, don't fit!
Don't fit!
Music do, and it is reaching
Inside you, forever preaching
f*** you too, your scream's a whisper
Hang on you twisted transistor.