Electronic Pleasure

Systematic rhythm in control Has left me in a world without emotion in my soul And my desire, oh, it feels like fire. Electrifying energy of life Generates a power to a beat as cold as ice And my desire, it takes you higher, higher, higher Oh yeah yeah yi Automatic songs that fascinate Dancin' in a trance, my mind and body activated My desire, oh, it feels like fire. (yeah!) Accelerate the feeling everywhere Electronic pleasure makes the music fill the air And my desire, it takes you higher, higher, higher Get ready ta flex, I'll make you bounce to these rough raw rhythm In your mind and the yalaxies. Cause in the '95 season size in a roll, Pass the remote control. So I can change it up, I get a ten'n'a half for mashing the bass up, And it don't matter what they say I'm like a Pentium chip and every line carries 8 k I come with the digital, electric pleasure, Here comes the pressure. Known to be the man on the jams on the street fighter. 2 cause my style kicks like kung fu Or you can get open, I got a fat PC with a 14, 4 modem Now here comes the pressure, My interpretation of electronic pleasure