Machine Head - Supercharger Lyrics
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Supercharger
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What Are The Lyrics For Supercharger By Machine Head?
Electricity is pulsing
Through our veins a charge Is racing A chain reaction through The four of us, To you, will make The transformers begin Converting into overdrive Power surge now Exploding through Energy, filling the ominous Void within you No need to live your life in That gap Got what you need right Here on lightning tap, so Charge me, charge you Charge us, charge through Amplify, terrify Supercharger electrifies Getting under skin, we're Like a rash Spreading over your body We are the itch you Scratch That doesn't seem to go Away Protons, neutrons, electrons Synchronizing into one In sheer power all will Pale Heaviness off the Richter Scale Forever crushing the Competition in their tracks 100,000 Volts we blast, so Charge me, charge you Charge us, charge through Amplify, terrify Supercharger electrifies Your little sticks of Dynamite We're the fuse and We're the light Electricity is pulsing Through our veins a Charge is racing A chain reaction from the Four of us, To you, has made It crystal clear we'll win This war Destiny, victory Braveheart mindset, full Attack Kamikaze, never look back In this war, a victory is if You feel this too You feed off us, and we Feed off you, so Charge me, charge you Charge us, charge through Amplify, terrify Supercharger electrifies Charge me, charge you Charge us, charge through Supercharger Supercharger Supercharger Supercharger. |
Who Wrote Supercharger By Machine Head?
Adam Duce, Ahrue Luster, Dave Mcclain, Robert Conrad Flynn
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