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Lyrics by Underworld for

dirty epic.
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                    dead alive
                    auto
                    dental mint drug

sweet in winter
sweet in the rain
shake well before use
she said,
"you never touch me anymore this way"

  connector-in
  receiver-out
  you let me in through the backdoor

                    designer ... designer vomiting
                    oh-noooo
                    megabytes ... dancing
                    rising star [stop?]
                    drip drip

ride the sainted rhythms on the midnight train to Romford
          ride the sainted rhythms

sweet in winter
sweet in the rain
shake well before use
she said,
"you never touch me anymore this way"

(oh no)
connector...

(you're a)
connector...

i'm so dirty
and the light it blinds my eyes

you're oh so dirty
and the light it blinds my eyes

here comes christ on crutches

                    sunset stripper
                    sent him undercover
                    no? why not?

"call me wet trampoline,"                  good enough for banging [to get me?]
    she said today
but i was too busy with my head            good enough for banging [?]
shake well before use                      ?
she said,                                  ? window
"but you never touch me anymore"
i was busy listening for phonesex          sonic attack
coming through the back door               fancy smells

  in her skin tight trunks                 tran-sistors
  and we all went                          smashing pumpkins ... to chips
  mental                                   plain chips.  small lips.
  and danced                               did you get the memo?

                    all right

                    ah yes - did you get in?
                    tell the others, "did you get in?"
                    look in the dirty erotic fantasy
                    huh?
                    hey
                    big thoughts

                    big thoughts coming out straight[?]

i get my kicks on channel six              nice band
i get my kicks on channel six              you like the [some proper name]?
i get my kicks on channel six              they're just atoms
i get my kicks on channel six
to the off-peak electricity                like a fish
                                           acting like a fish -
                                           trapped,
                                           not to mention
and the light blinds my eyes
and i feel dirty

hey-ohhhoooooo-ohhh

and the light blinds my eyes
and i feel so

  shaken in my faith

here comes christ on crutches

                                           yeah
                                           yeah, funk in your face, yeah

and here comes another god
  (here comes another god)                 yeah
like a buffalo thunder
with a smell of sugar
and a velvet tongue
and designer voodoo
  but i got phonesex
  to see me through
  the emptiness
  in my 501s
freeze dried in my new religion
and my teeth stuffed back in my head       ? taking to the head honcho, taking to the head honcho
                                           yeah, head honcho
                                           yeah, x-ray [?] [stand to the qst??]
                                           yeah

                                           last ?
                                           sonic fantasy land
                                           ?, taking that injection
                                           ?'s elephant smile
i get my kicks on channel six              ? head ?
i get my kicks on channel six              had him trapped in[?], expanding [?] in my mind
i get my kicks on channel six
i get my kicks on channel six              apple-f
                                           apple-b
                                           apple-s

i get my kicks on channel six
the light it blinds my eyes                yeah, brand new single from [some proper name]
  and i feel so dirty
    (i feel so dirty)
  here comes christ on crutches
    (here comes christ on crutches)
                                           sonic - cool
                                           fucked up head
                                           famous artist[?], laughing
                                           why'd you come to graduate school, mr. hubbard[?]
                                           saddle up
                                           rising [?] left, yeah
i will not be confused
 (will not be confused)
  you left me confused                     did you get the phone?
i will not be confused                     that must be - over the top
  (with another man)                       doyouthink? [?]

                    dirty dirty dirty
                    psycho dazers [dances? razors ?]
                    psycho cockroaches

this pressure of opinions

lighten up
listen to your eyes you said
but all i could see was doris day
    and a bigscreen satellite
disappearing down the tubehole at Farringdon st
with whiplash-willy the motor-psycho
and the light it blinds my eyes            24-hour fantasy land
                                           stomach   voodoo
and the light it burns my eyes             designer voodoo
                                           designer voodoo
                                           phone sex and
                                           501s
            ...on channel six
i get my kicks on channel six              transistors
i get my kicks on channel six              cross-fire
i get my kicks on channel six
i get my kicks on channel six              (sigh) huh   uh...
i get my kicks on channel six              um...  sunset strippers
i get my kicks on channel six