Blur the Technicolor Songtext
von White Zombie

Falling down, I am a psychoholic
Erratic and sure I cannot fail
Replay slow, smooth and automatic
Go easy riding danger
Yeah, two guns west I ride an Instamatic
Polaroid rat, crucifixion nail
Antenna down cruising in the deep red
Mouth of a demon angel

Get it on! (Get it on)
Get it on! (Get it on)
Get it on! (Get it on)
Get it on! (What you gonna do?)

Yeah, rush of blood burn through my face
And vicious t-bird breed on the whore
Wonder Wheel, cool and hellamatic
Go easy riding danger


Yeah, shadowplay, I blur the technicolor
Stain a holy bed, a diamond way
Blackened core, clear fuck-o-matic
Mouth of a demon angel

Get it on! (Get it on)
Get it on! (Get it on)
Get it on! (Get it on)
Get it on! (What you gonna do?)

Yeah! Straight to the top sadistic or anything, acid eat the face of night
Strip to the bone release me, violate, eye of God, a goddamn, right

Get it on! (Get it on)
Get it on! (Get it on)
Get it on! (Get it on)
Get it on! (What you gonna do?)

Yeah, falling down, I am a psychoholic
Erratic and sure I cannot fail
Sit them there and sink into the deep red, E-Z riding danger

Yeah, shadowplay I blur the technicolor
Keep ′em running-go-demolition way
Going down deep into a hole, called Love of a Demon Angel


Get it on! (Get it on)
Get it on! (Get it on)
Get it on! (Get it on)
Get it on!

Get it on! (What you gonna do?)
Get it on! (What you gonna do?)
Get it on! (What you gonna do?)
Get it on!

(This is the end of your rotten life, you motherfucking dope pusher)