Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Time Space Transmat, artist - Model 500. Date of issue: 30.12.2009
Song language: English
Time Space Transmat |
| Okay… |
| Well … I’m driving in a black on black in black Porsche 924 |
| I’m tempting fate a little bit more |
| My head is filled with techno beat, Metro Times, Face magazine |
| Shadows out of time and space |
| Measure out the area of no place |
| When there she stands |
| There she stands |
| Contemplating contemptuously, the inferior designs |
| And the outmoded, underpowered and otherwise obsolete lifeforms |
| Say what baby check this out |
| How could she possibly walk in those shoes? |
| Excuse me, but isn’t black leather micro mini skirt a bit much? |
| I mean, it really is overkill, isn’t it? |
| She says nothing |
| The lights of passing vehicles reflecting in her mirrored sunglasses |
| She looks at her watch, and I can see the liquid crystal display reflected, |
| dancing where her eyes should be |
| The Porsche, not unlike a snake, sliding down the side of glass aquarium |
| She slams the door behind her |
| And she reaches over |
| and turns the steering wheel |
| all the |
| way |
| And she says nothing the whole time |
| Just sort of sneers at you |
| And you see your face |
| the distorted reflection of your face in her mirrored sunglasses |