File 484 - SMP

Like a black hovercraft

The Beamer creeps

As I roll riding slow

Through the sector streets

Pick up a freak jack

Put the car on cruise

Flip on the laptop

And my eyes consume

The code obscene

Scrolling on the concrete

Number 484

Everything is a datastreaming blur

Uh, gimme a rush, gimme a kiss

Gimme a bit of the end

'Cause I see it in your face, killer

Another one goes down

Breaker breaker

Another one runs down

Through the lines in your face

I can see the mirage

Whatever turns you on now

Come on, come on

See this splice on this slide

It’s the mark of a ghost

A parasite sucking off of the host

Barrel to my flesh blazing

Through my neck

Licke a blade, number 484

Run like a criminal made

Uh, gimme a boost, gimme a kiss

Gimme a bit of chaos

Before I’m swept away, killer