Submission - Serpicon3

I'm on a submarine mission for you baby I feel the way you were going I picked you up on my tv screen I feel your undercurrent flowing Submission going down down Dragging me down submission I can't tell ya what I've found You've got me pretty deep baby I can't figure out your watery love I gotta solve your mystery Your sitting it out in heaven above Submission going down down Dragging me down submission I can't tell you what I've found For there's a mystery Under the sea in the water I wanna share it Submission going down down Dragging me down submission I can't tell ya what I've found 'Cos it's a secret Under the water in the sea An Octopus Rock Got me pretty deep baby I can't figure out your watery love I gotta solve your mystery Your sitting it out in heaven above Submission going down down Dragging me down submission I can't tell ya what I've found Submission Submission Going down down under the sea I wanna drown drown under the water Going down down under the sea

Oh Yeah! I spent ten years, half my life Just getting ready, then it was time Warpage in my figures, radios appear Midnight was the barrier, back in 1963 Each night the covers were unfolded Each night it's Susie's turn to ride While Charles, the one they call her brother Covers on his eyes Murmurs in the background It will be time Oh Yeah! Susan and her brother, Charles the grinning boy Put me in the back seat, and they took me for a ride Yeah, the radio was on, can't you dig the locomotion Kingdoms of the radio, 45 RPM Too much revolution, then Each night the covers were unfolded Each night it's Susie's turn to ride While Charles, the one they call her brother Covers on his eyes Murmurs in the background It will be time It's past midnight said Charles the grinning boy And looking at me greedily, said it's 1964 In Times Square now people do the polka Dominance! Submission. Radios appear. This New Year's Eve was the final barrier Dominance! Submission. Radios appear. We took you up and we put you in the back seat Dominance! Submission. Radios appear. From year to year we looked out for the venture Dominance! Submission. Radios appear. Dominance! Submission Dominance! Sub-mission Dominance! Sub-mission Dominance! Submission Dominance! Sub-mission Dominance! Sub-mission Sub-mission Dominance! Sub- submission sub- sub- Dominance! Submission submission Dominance! Submission submission submission Dominance! Sub- submission submission Dominance! Submission submission submission Dominance! Sub- submission sub- sub- submission Dominance! Submission submission! Dominance! Submission!

I been Norman Mailered, Maxwell Taylored I been John O'Hara'd, McNamara'd I been Rolling Stoned and Beatled till I'm blind I been Ayn Randed, nearly branded communist 'Cause I'm left-handed That's the hand I use, well, never mind I been Phil Spectored, resurrected I been Lou Adlered, Barry Sadlered Well, I paid all the dues I want to pay And I learned the truth from Lenny Bruce And all of my wealth won't buy me health So I smoke a pint of tea a day I knew a man, his brain was so small He couldn't think of nothing at all Not the same as you and me He doesn't dig poetry He's so unhip, when you say Dylan He thinks you're talkin' about Dylan Thomas Whoever he was The man ain't got no culture But it's alright, ma, everybody must get stoned I been Mick Jaggered, been silver daggered Andy Warhol, won't you please come home? I been mothered, fathered, aunt and uncled Been Roy Haleed and Art Garfunkeled I just discovered somebody's tapped my phone (Folk rock) (I've lost my harmonica, Albert)