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Electric Six
Electric Six


Background information
Origin Detroit, Michigan, U.S.
Genre(s) Alternative Rock
Dance-punk
New Wave
Years active 1996—present
Label(s) XL Recordings
Metropolis Records
Warner Music Group
Associated acts Evil Cowards
The Dirty Shame
Website Website
Members
Dick Valentine
The Colonel
Johnny Na$hinal
Smorgasbord!
Tait Nucleus?
Percussion World
Former members
Rock and Roll Indian
Surge Joebot
Disco
M.
Frank Lloyd Bonaventure
Dr. Blacklips Hoffman
Mojo Frezzato
Jeff Simmons
Macro Duplicato
Dr. Diet Mountain Dew
John R. Dequindre



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Electric Six Album



1999
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Gay Bar (Electric Superstar Mix)
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Gay Bar (Studio 54 Mix)
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You wanna go where the bad girls go
You wanna see what my love can be
And now you're beggin' on your knees
little child, little sister
Don't be afraid of the robot
Don't be afraid of the robot
Don't be afraid of my love

You wanna go where you might get hurt
feel my hand moving up your skirt
and now you're getting kind of high
little mama, little darling
Don't be afraid of the robot
Don't be afraid of the robot
Don't be afraid of my love

Turn those machines back on
Turn those machines back on
Turn those machines back on
Turn those machines back on
Oh, don't be afraid of the robot
Don't be afraid of the robot
Don't be afraid of my love

. . .


Remote control me right
Remote control me left
Remote control me right
Remote control me

Manipulate me here
Manipulate me down
Manipulate me up
Manipulate me

Ooh, you're sitting in your chair
But you ain't going nowhere
You got your finger on the button
But you ain't doing nothing
I'm begging you please

Remote control me right
Remote control me left
Remote control me right
Remote control me

Manipulate me here
Manipulate me down
Manipulate me up
Manipulate me

I've waited years for this

Yes!

Remote, remote me
Remote, remote me
Remote, remote me
Remote, remote
Control me right!

Remote control me right
Remote control me left
Remote control me right
Remote control me

Manipulate me here
Manipulate me down
Manipulate me up
Manipulate me
Ooh!

. . .


You!
I wanna take you to a gay bar,
I wanna take you to a gay bar,
I wanna take you to a gay bar,
gay bar, gay bar.

Let's start a war, start a nuclear war,
At the gay bar, gay bar, gay bar.
Waah,
At the gay bar.

Now tell me, do ya, a do ya have any money?
I wanna spend all your money,
at the gay bar, gay bar, gay bar.

I've got something to put in you,
I've got something to put in you,
I've got something to put in you,
At the gay bar, gay bar, gay bar.
Hah!

You're a superstar at the gay bar.
Yeah you're a superstar at the gay bar.
You're a superstar at the gay bar.
Superstar.
Super, superstar!


. . .


It's a ray of lies
from the cathode skies
I can't make up my mind
I'm a slave to the box beside
of me
of me
of me
of me-e-e

I am who I am today
I am who I am today
I am who I am today
because of TV
because of TV

I watched for 40 days
I watched for 40 nights
and I was gonna keep it going
you turned out the lights
and now I can't feel my eyes
It's the television demise
of me
of me
of me
of me-e-e

I am who I am today
I am who I am today
I am who I am today
because of TV
because of TV
because of TV

Woooo!

I am who I am today
I am who I am today
I am who I am today
because of TV
because of TV
because of TV

. . .


I look in the mirror and I know I'm a man
I know she's a woman and she's looking for a man
we've got sex plans
oh!

I'm getting into the jam
I'm getting into the jam
I can feel the jam
Yeah I can feel the jam
Woo!

Drivin' in my car
we're going to the bar
Met her at the bar
gonna take her to my car
we're gonna make it in my car!

I'm getting into the jam
I'm getting into the jam
I can feel the jam
Yeah I can feel the jam

I'm getting into the jam
I'm getting into the jam
I can feel the jam
Yeah I can feel the jam
I'm a man!
I'm getting in to the jam
Yeah I'm a man
I'm getting in to the jam
in to the jam

Now hear me out!

eeehy! eeehy-oo! eeehy! Comeon!
I'm getting into the jam
I'm getting into the jam,
I can feel the jam
Yeah I can feel the jam
I'm getting into the jam
I'm getting into the jam,
I can feel the jam
Yeah I can feel the jam
Woo!

. . .


Well I guess I first noticed when the spotless dishware
Got spotty, and the eggs got runny
Then the neighbors started talkin'
All the doors start lockin'
Rumors circulation's gone all funny
And her warm sloppy kisses taste like chloroform
I'm ashamed to admit
That the way she performs in the sack
Performs in the sack has declined
You should see the hazy look in her eyes when she asks me
"Is the back yard big enough for a mothership
rendezvous?"

She says insectizoid creatures from outer space control her mind
Well is it something I did?
Is it something I said?
Or are we living too close to the power lines?
Oh baby please
Do you really want to make me cry?

Now the kids are gonna live with their Uncle ray
for a couple of weeks until we get this straight
Now is the woman I love in there somewhere?
Are you gonna start acting like Linda Blair?
We can get the love back the way it used to be
We can make it fun again to be you and me
You know there's lots of nice people you can talk to
To make the love return

She says the human population makes the perfect supply of food
You know I tend to agree with you, baby
Won't you take me to your leader
we can work it out
Work it out
Work it out
I'm dying for you baby

Take me to your leader, take me
Take me to your leader, take me
Take me to your leader, take me
Take me to your leader, take me

. . .


Here she comes
Foot loose and uh fancy free
You know she got to be
She got to be
the one for me
She got to be
She got to be
the one for me

You know I go to the ends of the Earth for her
You know I'd take a slug in the gut for her
You know I'd take a slug in the gut for her

Animal attraction
Animal attraction
Animal attraction

Let's get it on
Let's get it on
Let's get it on
Let's get it on
Let's get it on
Let's get it on
Let's get it on
Let's get it on
Let's get it on
Let's get it on
Let's get it on
Let's get it on
Let's get it on
Let's get it on
Let's get it on
Let's get it on
Let's get it on
Let's get it on
Let's get it on
Let's get it on
Let's get it on
Let's get it on
Let's get it on
Let's get it on
Let's get it on
Oh no!

Oh no!

Wooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
(animal noises)

. . .


Hey!
Put down the mesh
the French ribbed tickler
We're going to make love the right way
And if you get to know me
I know you're going to show me
what you did to the other guys
Woo!

Now I'm dancing like an idiot for your love
Dancing like an idiot for your love
For your love
Like an idiot for your love

I
I had bad, bad, bad, social dysfunction
The last time you came around
But now I got that jerk out of my system
And I'm ready to get down

Now I'm dancing like an idiot for your love
Dancing like an idiot for your love
For your love
Like an idiot for your love

Woo!

I'm dancing like an idiot for your love
I'm dancing like an idiot for your love
For your love

For your love, baby!
(I'm dancing like an idiot.... for your love)

Yeah!
For your love!

For your love!
(On the dance floor baby)

For your love
(I'm on fire for your love)

. . .


You can shake it all around
You can go up and down
You can lose what you found
But you can't ignore my techno

You can go west or east
Confess your sins to a priest
You can slay the wicked beast
But you can't ignore my techno

You can go to the doctor
You can cough in his face
Infect the whole human race
But you can't ignore my techno

You can laugh, you can cry
You can live, you can die
Spend your days asking why
But you can't ignore my techno

You can trip on my synthesizer
Electronic world for every boy and every girl
You can trip on my synthesizer
In the end, technology unto the world will set us free

Be all that you can be
Just as long as you are free
You were blind and now you see
That which is my techno

You can trip on my synthesizer
Electronic world for every boy and every girl
You can trip on my synthesizer
In the end technology unto the world will set us free

You can trip on my
You can trip on my
You can trip on my
You can trip
You can trip
You can trip on my synthesizer
You can trip on my synthesizer
Let's go

. . .


I've lived through plagues
and insurrections baby
And I've been accountable
for every virgin sacrifice

And I am the knife
I am the seizure
I am the one who leaves you cryin' at night
I am the knife

And I am the push
I am the witness
I am the horror
I am the knife

And I got this jacket
yeah I got this really cool leather jacket baby
I want to put my arms around you
like a game show host

And I am the knife
I am the sadness
I am the truth
I am the love
I am the knife

And I am the cut
I am the witness
I am the bloody glove
I am the knife

Hey hey hey!
Oy oy oy!
Oooooooooo

. . .



Well nobody wants to burn in hell
But everybody's got a soul to sell
When I was young my mama gave me some advice
She said boy don't you know everybody's got a price?

I'll make lots of money, I'll make more money than you
I'll drive around in my limo that's what I was born to do
And I might like you better if we fuck together
If its not to be noted I got somethin' better for ya:

Naked pictures, of your mother
Naked pictures of your mother
Naked pictures, of your mother GO!

So low

I dropped the bomb on Japan
I was a hostage in Iran
I'm the ugly American
Now,  I'm a government man
A government man!

And I'll make lots of money, I'll make more money than you
I'll drive around in my limo that's what I was born to do
And I might like you better if we fuck together
If its not to be noted I got somethin' better for ya:

Naked pictures, of your mother
Naked pictures of your mother

. . .


Is your money an issue?
Do you lay awake at night?
Are you afraid of the devil?
Is your waistline too tight?

Is it carcinogenic?
Is it fat free?
Did OJ do it?
Well?
Did OJ do it?
Well?

Brother you're not alone
Cause we're all a bunch of happy clones
I've got a final solution
You can send your body to science
You can send your body to science
You can send your body to science
Science!

Hey you
I like you
And there's something we can do
Let's roll around and make a baby
Me too!
I'm like you
I'm a sentimental fool
Let's roll around and make a baby!

Let's hold hands and run around!
Let's hold hands and run around!
Let's hold hands and run around!
Let's hold hands and run around!
Run around!

Everbody get with the program
Send your body to science!
I've got a final solution
you can sell your soul to the devil!
Are you afraid of the devil?
Are you afraid of the devil?
Yes!

. . .


Constellations on my mind
Gonna take it in your sweet time
I was thinking of the girl
And she was floating over the world

And
I want to touch you
I want to feel you
I want to be inside of you
And
I want to do everything to you I can

Cause I'm on acid
I'm on acid tonight
I'm on acid
I'm on acid tonight
I'm on acid
I'm on acid tonight
I'm on acid
I'm on acid tonight
Singin'

Yeah
I'm on acid
Tonight

Yeah
I'm on acid
Tonight

Constellations on my mind

. . .


From the desert came the ocean
From the ocean came the moon
From California, computer
Do a dance for me computer
Make love to me computer
Make a baby computer

I don't want no virtual landscape
or Windows 95
I just want someone to talk to
I'm not looking for a loser
Computer abuser
My machine won't let me

These machines were never meant for love
These machines were never meant to be girls
These machines are just machines that want me
For a machine!

From the desert came the ocean
From the ocean came the moon
From California
Computer!

These machines were never meant for love
These machines were never meant to be girls
These machines are just machines that want me
For a machine!

These machines were never meant for love
These machines were never meant to be girls
These machines are just machines that want me
For a machine!

. . .


Here comes an invitation
To the entire nation
Concerning a party
And God is the DJ
God is the DJ
God is my DJ

God is the DJ
Christian Radio Manchester

I think they're shutting us down
I think they're shutting us down
I call up the radio station
I call up the radio station
I call the radio station
(God is the DJ)
Where God is the DJ

God is the DJ
Christian Radio Manchester

(God is the DJ)

Here comes an invitation to a party
Here comes an invitation to a party
I've got an invitation

God is my DJ
I think they're shutting us down
I think they're shutting us down
I think they're shutting us down
I think they're shutting us down
I think they're shutting us down
I think they're shutting us down


I've got an invitation to a party
Got an invitation to a party
I've got an invitation
God is the DJ

God is the DJ

. . .


I am Detroit you are New York
I think it's time that we talked baby
This is Detroit calling New York
I think it's time that we talked baby
It takes two to tango
We're partners in crime on the dance floor
called America!

I am Detroit you are LA
We drew a line in the sand
This is Detroit calling LA
I've got a gun in my hand
It takes two to tango
we're partners in crime on the dance floor
called America!

I am Detroit you are Mars
I am Detroit you are Mars
You got red sand
I got cars
I am Detroit you are Mars
I send my signal into outer space
Calling Mars, calling Mars, I am America!

Spoken
At lot of that, I believe, is just plain racism. Every previous mayor drove around in limosines and I don't remember any of them with their ass hanging out. White people find it extremely hard to live in an environment that they don't control. That means more room at the top for blacks, and there ain't no shortage of blacks out there behind them garbage trucks. It's very common, or fairly common to have poltitical figures that aren't married and who are messing around with some gal. To have Joyce Cowell(??) referred to as "my girlfriend and shit like that" is not a common political practice. Is anybody listening to me?

. . .


Love on the road is nice
Little fuzzy dice
I been down that road once or twice

Now what I wanna do
Spend my days with you-hoo
Live beside an ocean blue
Let's go to Honolulu
Woooooooooo
Honolulu
Wheeeeeeeeeeeew
Woooooooo-hooooo

Under the volcano
Is where I want to go-ho
A love like a lava flow
Oh girl I love you so
Woooooooooo
Honolulu
Wheeeeeeeeeeeew
Woooooooo-hooooo
Woo!

Woooooooooo
Honolulu
Wheeeeeeeeeeeew
Woooooooo-hooooo

Woooooooooo
Honolulu
Wheeeeeeeeeeeew
Woooooooo-hoo-hoo

. . .


I'm a demon and I love rock and roll
I'm a demon and I love rock and roll
I'm a demon and I love rock and roll
I'm a demon and I love rock and roll
I'm a demon and I love rock and roll
I'm a demon and I love rock and roll

I'm a demon and I love rock and roll
I'm a demon and I love rock and roll
I'm a demon and I love rock and roll
I'm a demon and I love rock and roll
I'm a demon and I love rock and roll
I'm a demon and I love rock and roll

. . .


You!
I wanna take you to a gay bar,
I wanna take you to a gay bar,
I wanna take you to a gay bar,
gay bar, gay bar.

Let's start a war, start a nuclear war,
At the gay bar, gay bar, gay bar.
Waah,
At the gay bar.

Now tell me, do ya, a do ya have any money?
I wanna spend all your money,
at the gay bar, gay bar, gay bar.

I've got something to put in you,
I've got something to put in you,
I've got something to put in you,
At the gay bar, gay bar, gay bar.
Hah!

You're a superstar at the gay bar.
Yeah you're a superstar at the gay bar.
You're a superstar at the gay bar.
Superstar.
Super, superstar!


. . .


You!
I wanna take you to a gay bar,
I wanna take you to a gay bar,
I wanna take you to a gay bar,
gay bar, gay bar.

Let's start a war, start a nuclear war,
At the gay bar, gay bar, gay bar.
Waah,
At the gay bar.

Now tell me, do ya, a do ya have any money?
I wanna spend all your money,
at the gay bar, gay bar, gay bar.

I've got something to put in you,
I've got something to put in you,
I've got something to put in you,
At the gay bar, gay bar, gay bar.
Hah!

You're a superstar at the gay bar.
Yeah you're a superstar at the gay bar.
You're a superstar at the gay bar.
Superstar.
Super, superstar!


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