Fantastika

Lyrics

I got a message from the crackers Said they found my gold record machine It's spinnin' up all day long I want to stand up and knock me off the street And let's pull out sounds It seems I've waited too long To get blood from a stone sold picnic And you Stick to the music champ or you're gonna feel the burn (And no guitars) No guitars, no amps suggests It makes sense to me It seems I've waited too long And now they're wreckin' my house, god damnit And you (Fantastika, fantastika) (Naughty, naughty, naughty, naughty) (Fantastika) (What?) Waaah! I got a message from the crackers Said there's sounds all over the world Happy birthday from the bottom of my heart It seems to tie 'em all in And now I've waited too long And now you'rе wreckin' my house, god damnit And you And then you And thеn you Yes! Yеs! Theres your version!