You should be wilder, you're no fun at all

Yeah, thanks for the input

Thanks for the call

With dull knives and white hands

The blood of a stone

Cold to the touch, right

Right down the bone

But you give me the electric twist and it kicks like a pony

And true, you might get away with it

It's a risk, it's a risk yeah

Picked from a hot grove, packaged for sale

It drips down the sleeve

Gets under your nails

A loss of the senses

A chip off a tooth

The smells of the city

They ride in your suit

He says don't think don't talk

Don't think

Don't think don't talk

Don't think

Don't think don't talk

But I don't think I want to

?cause you give me the electric twist and it kicks

like a pony

and true, you might run away with it, it's a risk it's a risk yeah

and the touch of your lips it's a shock not a kiss

it's electric twist, it's electric twist

He says don't think don't talk

Don't think

Don't think don't talk

Don't think

Don't think don't talk

But I don't think I want to

?cause you give me the electric twist and it kicks

like a pony

and true, you might run away with it, it's a risk it's a risk yeah