RAVE Raise your hands in the air - Your very last prayer And rush. (feel the many rhythms) Let the strobe attack you Like machine-gun fire, Lasers crucify you - Now you’re getting higher. There’s a rush. (let the bass take over) Your face cascades with sweat, Off your tits again, Surging in your gut, Stirring in your brain. Forget the use of words - Feel with sensations, Through to different worlds As the rushing of the drugs Brings on new temptations. (sense the treble prick you) Stand outside yourself, Dance as though you’re mad. But just one thing As you dance and sing - You’ve been had. |
