Now, from the top of the hour, from the back of their record
Clocking in at number wonderful on our infinite countdown
It's the honeypot

It's 7.9 hertz or bust people
I stuck a telescopic lens in my door peephole

No perceptions with a blowtorch and love beams (>2)
'Cause love seems to genie wish love teams to wildest dreams
Welding the C:/ enthusiasm paramount
Resolder circuits do the right thing and make it count

It's been our immaculate pleasure to oscillate with all of you
Reporting live from the symbiotic always
Be the strange you want to see in the world and love


Lyrics submitted by derek10000

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