Germs The Slave

It starts in your head

And moves to your hands

Your body starts shakin

Cuz youre in demand

You do the slave to the beat

Of the neuro-sutra can can...



Youre lashed twixt the stars

With your ice and motor cars:

You do the slave to the beat

Of the neuro-sutra can can

Oh yea! Yea! Pull out the zen

Ive got a Buddhist principle in my hand

Your life seems wasted your bodies laced in

Dont stop now youve got to trace it...



You put your hands together

Writhe in the shackle

You twist your body round

Till it starts to crackle:

You do the slave to the beat

Of the neuro-sutra can can...



Right here right now shake it in and out some

Lights on off now make it spin and fight now
[ The Slave Lyrics ]