Four Gone Pierre (or What Electricity Made) Songtext
von Joy Electric

What dictates?
Is it your love or your distaste?
As with science, appliances
I′m acquired taste
Or chalk beneath your nails
Why so afraid of what electricity made?
So afraid of what electricity made


Comfort please
It takes so little to appease
On the dials my rivals win
They told me 'There′s no need
Let yourself out please'

Why so afraid of what electricity
So afraid of what electricity made
Why so afraid of what electricity
So afraid of what electricity made

Why so afraid
So afraid
So afraid
So afraid