Bodies Without Organs

Sixteen tons of hardware
Sixteen tons of hardware

Every night has got a crowd to cheer
A show to get things right
Every band has got a stage to fear
A kick when the crowd is in sight

Turn on feedback looper super trouper
Flashes clashing a screen
Tune in concecrating masquerading
Ghosts in our sonic machine

Chorus:
We load sixteen tons of hardware
Blazing steel and galvanized
We crash fifteen supersonic tanks
Through the gates of paradice /2x/

Digging deep inside a wall of sound
The cheering of the crowd
Take me high I´m feeling heavenbound
The sound when I shout it out loud

Turn on feedback looper super trouper
Flashes clashing a screen
Tune in consecrating masquerading
Ghosts in our sonic machine

Chorus repeat