he wears a record on his sleeve
that hasn't changed since '93
and there's a needle in his jaw
he needs to make a call
ooh ooh ooh-er
ooh ooh ooh-er
and all the foxy rocket maids
Trip talker in a parka and shades
and no one can like Kraftwerk can
at least I think I can
whack that superdeformer
smack back, crack, superdeformer
gonna flak back that superdeformer, that...
we hid the body to be found
a sugar sticky on the ground
was it money made us mean
or have we always been
ooh ooh ooh-er
ooh ooh ooh-er
whack that superdeformer
smack back, crack, superdeformer
gonna flak back that superdeformer...