A standard 100 Watt bulb, I'll never be alone
You can probably find me in your own home
On/off switch or you can use a dimmer
To get the mood right when your girl's 'round for dinner
In the mouth like Uncle Fester, or better yet
A wall fixture, screwcap or bayonet
I wanna live forever but I shouldn't be hasty
When the filament breaks you'll have to replace me
I'm small but I'm bright, I'm an L.E.D.
I can run off a 3V lithium battery
And true, I get used pretty fast
But you can replace them at Wilko's, 3 for just 50p
You can make a throwie, add a magnet to hold us together
Then just throw it at whatever
Magnetic, a spectacle in your home town
'Til the skeptics come and take us all down
Watch me strobe, 'round the globe, in the club
Feel the sub, feel the heat and here we go
Don't come near if you're epileptic, you will regret it
Somebody better call a medic
Off and on, 0 1, like digital but more fun
Move fast, drain your glass, get yer ass on the dancefloor
Before this night is a thing of the past
What's up brothers? They call me traffic light
I've got 3 colours and I'm here to make your day shite
You need me to be green? Damn straight, I'll turn red
When you need to be on time I'll make you late instead
I sit on the corner so the cars don't pass
Stop! Choke on your own gas fumes
I presume pretty soon
They'll be putting me next to roads on the moon
I'm old school, I'm called a gaslamp
Erected in the reign of Queen Victoria
We used to run down Pall Mall and Tottenham Court Road
Train stop 'til you reach the Astoria
One was not amused when electric lamps were built
But stiff upper lip, don't cry over spilt milk
I've seen a lot of things come, a lot of things pass
But muggers still use flick knives and crowbars
Watch me strobe, 'round the globe, in the club
Feel the sub, feel the heat and here we go
Don't come near if you're epileptic, you will regret it
Somebody better call a medic
Off and on, 0 1, like digital but more fun
Move fast, drain your glass, get yer ass on the dancefloor
Before this night is a thing of the past
I stand in the corner of the Arena
You won't believe the things I've seen
DiMaggio hit a home run, Stevey G shoots like a bullet from a gun
100m dash run under 10 seconds
The athletes come when the fame beckons
World cup, grand slam, olympic big win
I'll illuminate, heck, just about anything
I'm alone, I just sit on a rock
Like some huge, erect phallic symbol
And every day I'm battered by the waves
I sit amongst the pebbles, the sand and the shingle
I've seen ships of every sort
And my light helps guide them into the port
If I turn off they'll hit the rocks
Maybe I'll find a mermaid who'll suck my...
Watch me strobe, 'round the globe, in the club
Feel the sub, feel the heat and here we go
Don't come near if you're epileptic, you will regret it
Somebody better call a medic
Off and on, 0 1, like digital but more fun
Move fast, drain your glass, get yer ass on the dancefloor
Before this night is a thing of the past
The third solo album from producer L’Orange; a conceptual LP on which a magician becomes the biggest star in the world. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 26, 2017