You should be wilder, you're no fun at all
Yeah, thanks for the input
Thanks for the call

With dull knives and white hands
The blood of a stone
Cold to the touch, right
Right down the bone

But you give me the electric twist and it kicks like a pony
And true, you might get away with it
It's a risk, it's a risk yeah

Picked from a hot grove, packaged for sale
It drips down the sleeve
Gets under your nails

A loss of the senses
A chip off a tooth
The smells of the city
They ride in your suit

He says don't think don't talk
Don't think
Don't think, don't talk
Don't think
Don't think, don't talk
But I don't think I want to

‘cause you give me the electric twist and it kicks like a pony
and true, you might run away with it, it's a risk it's a risk yeah
because it kicks yeah
it really kicks yeah

and the touch of your lips it's a shock not a kiss
it's electric twist, it's electric twist (x2)
He says don't think, don't talk, don't think
Don't think, don't talk, don't think
Don't think, don't talk
But I don't think I want to

cause you give me the electric twist and it kicks and it kicks yeah
and true, letcha get away with it, it's a risk it's a risk yeah
you might get away with it
it's a risk yeah
but it kicks yeah
it really kicks yeah