Lyrics Cyclotron - Pop. 1280

Cyclotron

In the Cyclotron
I watch my body move
And I could not feel a thing
In the Cyclotron
Everything was bright, bright gray
And I had nothing to say
On your back, on a metal slab
Rolled behind the man in white
You watch the shining stars through the roof
Feel them wiggle and move
Your needle moves subliminally
Or maybe the man in white fiddles around while you sleep
Readjusting you downtown
Once you’re under
I know I would
In the Cyclotron
I watch my body move
And I could not feel a thing
In the Cyclotron
Everything was bright, bright gray
And I had nothing to say
I tried to move my lithium lips
But words didn’t come, just digital drip
Eyes are made obsolete
Legs in a state of flux
But antennae arms still move
Transmission stuck
Everything I do is for no effect
Time fell drunk and broke his neck
I’m turning myself on
I’m moving things around, I’m getting soft now
In the Cyclotron
I watch my body move
And I could not feel a thing
In the Cyclotron
Everything was bright, bright gray
And I had nothing to say