"I know why they call it electricity
Because it's so tricky
So tricky
So tricky
Tricky
Tricky"
Tears are just a drop in the ocean
But it dosen't matter anyway
Well if the ocean fades away
We can all wave bye bye
I tremble like a fish out of water
Twisting on a killing floor
Well I can dance away these blues
My microphone is live
I don't have the answers
But I
But I'll take my chances
And I'll
Watch the way the wind blows
And I'll shoot the clouds that form
Ohhh
In the electric storm
Ohhh
In the electric storm
I live on the electric mountain
With 100 000 other slaves
And we dance away the blues
In catacomb like caves
Following
Following the golden rule
From the tattered pages of the Ashcan School
Falling for the ones we fall for
And waiting for the sun
I don't have the answers
But I
But I'll take my chances
And I'll
Watch the way the wind blows
And I'll shoot the clouds that form
Ohhh
In the electric storm
Ohhh
In the electric storm
"I know why they call it electricity"
I don't have the answers
But I
But I'll take my chances
And I'll
Watch the way the wind blows
And I'll shoot the clouds that form
Ohhh
In the electric storm
Ohhh
In the electric storm