Hey you
You're a wild honey child
I'm out of control
Every time you are near me
I'm a wolf child, baby
And I'm howlin' for you
My heart beats faster, hrrrr
Hey hey, and it's overpowered, wow
I'm a wolf child, girl
Howlin' for you
Wild flower
Star of my dreams
The most beautiful thing, yeah
Yeah you
Sweet sensation of a nation
Oh, my soul
You're a perfect creation
You're an angel, baby
And I'm cryin' for you
My heart beats faster, hrrrr
Yea hey, and I'm overpowered
I'm a wolf child, girl
Howlin' for you
Wild flower
Star of my dreams
The most beautiful thing
Wild flower
I love you every hour
Wild flower
Burning down the night
Set the world alight, yeah
Wild flower
I'm a wolf child, girl
Howlin' for you
Wild flower
You're the star of my dreams
Most beautiful thing
Wild flower
I love you every hour
Wild flower
I love you every hour
Crazy 'bout you, yeah
Crazy 'bout you, girl
Crazy 'bout you, yeah
Crazy 'bout
Crazy 'bout you, yeah
The Cult - Electric Album Lyrics
The Cult - Electric Lyrics
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM DUFFY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Peace Dog
Oh, peace is a dirty word
She used to be a painted bird, yeah
And war, she's a whore
Don't you know we love her more and more?
Peace is a dirty word
She used to be a painted bird, yeah
War, she's a whore
Don't you know we love her more and more?
B52 baby, way up in the sky
Come droppin' your lovin' on me, child
B52 baby, way up in the sky
Drop your love on me tonight, yeah
Poor man, sad man, you should be a glad man
Stand up for your rights, peace, talkin' about peace
Good dog, bad dog, roll over and play dead
Do it again, baby, peace, peace dog, yeah
B52 baby, way up in the sky
Come droppin' your lovin' on me, child
A B52 baby, way up in the sky
Drop your love on me, ow
Oh, war, she's a loser
Peace dog user
(Peace dog)...
Babe, baby, baby...
Baby, way up in the sky
Come droppin' your lovin' on me child
A B52 baby
Drop your love
(Peace dog)...
Drop your love on me, me, me, me, me, me, yeah, ow
Come droppin' your lovin' on me, wow
B52 baby
Drop your love on me, yeah, ow
She used to be a painted bird, yeah
And war, she's a whore
Don't you know we love her more and more?
Peace is a dirty word
She used to be a painted bird, yeah
War, she's a whore
Don't you know we love her more and more?
B52 baby, way up in the sky
Come droppin' your lovin' on me, child
B52 baby, way up in the sky
Drop your love on me tonight, yeah
Poor man, sad man, you should be a glad man
Stand up for your rights, peace, talkin' about peace
Good dog, bad dog, roll over and play dead
Do it again, baby, peace, peace dog, yeah
B52 baby, way up in the sky
Come droppin' your lovin' on me, child
A B52 baby, way up in the sky
Drop your love on me, ow
Oh, war, she's a loser
Peace dog user
(Peace dog)...
Babe, baby, baby...
Baby, way up in the sky
Come droppin' your lovin' on me child
A B52 baby
Drop your love
(Peace dog)...
Drop your love on me, me, me, me, me, me, yeah, ow
Come droppin' your lovin' on me, wow
B52 baby
Drop your love on me, yeah, ow
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Lil Devil
Yeah
Livin' in a shack in a one-horse town
Trying to get to heaven 'fore the sun goin' down
Lizard in a bottle, yeah
Dizzy in a haze for 40 days
Hey there, little devil
Come on little devil
Be my little angel
Come on little devil
Be my, yeah, angel, ow
Oh, she came on with an alligator smile
Dynamite lover, scorpion child
Trying to get to heaven 'fore the sun goes down, yeah
She came on with a cyclone kiss
Hey there baby, you don't never miss
Lizard in a bottle, oh yeah
Come on little devil
Be my little angel
Come on little devil
Be my little angel, angel
Come on little devil
Be my little angel
Come on little devil
Be my, oh be my, angel
Livin' in a shack in a one-horse town
Trying to get to heaven 'fore the sun goin' down
Lizard in a bottle, yeah
Dizzy in a haze for 40 days
Hey there, little devil
Come on little devil
Be my little angel
Come on little devil
Be my, yeah, angel, ow
Oh, she came on with an alligator smile
Dynamite lover, scorpion child
Trying to get to heaven 'fore the sun goes down, yeah
She came on with a cyclone kiss
Hey there baby, you don't never miss
Lizard in a bottle, oh yeah
Come on little devil
Be my little angel
Come on little devil
Be my little angel, angel
Come on little devil
Be my little angel
Come on little devil
Be my, oh be my, angel
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Aphrodisiac Jacket
Ow, ow, ow
Sittin' on a mountain, looking at the sun
Plastic fantastic lobster telephone
Drive on baby, through the electric night
All the way sister, in the taxi of life
Cookin' in the kitchen, insects on the bone
Hazy, lazy, dream world drippin' on
Waitin' for a time bomb, yeah, tick tick tick away
Somethin' on the radio, yeah yeah, drip drip drip all day, yeah
Drive on baby, through the electric night
All the way sister, in the taxi of light
The sunshine glows, but nobody knows
The nighttime's gone, keep drivin' on, yeah
Aphrodisiac jacket
Napoleon machine gun
Livin' on a subway, yeah yeah
From dusk till dawn, yeah
Push baby, push, push, push, yeah
Sittin' on a mountain, we're looking at the sun
Plastic fantastic lobster telephone, yeah
Drive on baby, through the electric night
All the way sister, in the taxi of light
The sunshine glows, but nobody knows
The nighttime's gone, keep drivin' on
Sittin' on a mountain, looking at the sun
Plastic fantastic lobster telephone
Drive on baby, through the electric night
All the way sister, in the taxi of life
Cookin' in the kitchen, insects on the bone
Hazy, lazy, dream world drippin' on
Waitin' for a time bomb, yeah, tick tick tick away
Somethin' on the radio, yeah yeah, drip drip drip all day, yeah
Drive on baby, through the electric night
All the way sister, in the taxi of light
The sunshine glows, but nobody knows
The nighttime's gone, keep drivin' on, yeah
Aphrodisiac jacket
Napoleon machine gun
Livin' on a subway, yeah yeah
From dusk till dawn, yeah
Push baby, push, push, push, yeah
Sittin' on a mountain, we're looking at the sun
Plastic fantastic lobster telephone, yeah
Drive on baby, through the electric night
All the way sister, in the taxi of light
The sunshine glows, but nobody knows
The nighttime's gone, keep drivin' on
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Electric Ocean
Oh yeah
Ah-ah
Oh yeah
Standin' at the shore
A hurricane calls my name
Beyond all I dream
The electric ocean
Oh yeah
Ah-ah
Oh yeah
The spirit is free
Where the wild things roam
Next to the sea
The electric ocean
Ocean of love (ocean of love)
I'm thinkin' of (I'm thinkin' of)
The place to be (the place to be)
Electric sea
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ocean of love (ocean of love)
I'm thinkin' of (I'm thinkin' of)
The place to be (the place to be)
Electric, electric sea, ow, yeah
Standin' at the shore
A velvet song calls my name
Beyond all I feel
The electric ocean
Ocean of love
I'm thinkin' of
The place to be
The electric sea
Ocean of love, yeah baby (ocean of love)
I'm thinkin' of (I'm thinkin' of)
The place to be (the place to be)
The electric, the electric sea
Ah-ah
Oh yeah
Standin' at the shore
A hurricane calls my name
Beyond all I dream
The electric ocean
Oh yeah
Ah-ah
Oh yeah
The spirit is free
Where the wild things roam
Next to the sea
The electric ocean
Ocean of love (ocean of love)
I'm thinkin' of (I'm thinkin' of)
The place to be (the place to be)
Electric sea
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ocean of love (ocean of love)
I'm thinkin' of (I'm thinkin' of)
The place to be (the place to be)
Electric, electric sea, ow, yeah
Standin' at the shore
A velvet song calls my name
Beyond all I feel
The electric ocean
Ocean of love
I'm thinkin' of
The place to be
The electric sea
Ocean of love, yeah baby (ocean of love)
I'm thinkin' of (I'm thinkin' of)
The place to be (the place to be)
The electric, the electric sea
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Bad Fun
Bad fun sister, time to go
Life's too short, on with the show
I said, get your kicks on the razor's edge
Atomic bomb overhead
Set controls for the sun
Bad fun baby just begun
Rhythm like a rumblin' train
Hit those skins, explode my brain
Spirit like a rumblin' train
Spirit of the thunderin' rain
Vibrations got you on the run
Electric child on bad fun
Mayhem children take no lip
Rev your engine from the hip
Yeah nighttime, she's callin' you
Ghetto star you'll go far
Dress up in your fancy clothes
Set good times to overload
Rhythm like a rumblin' train
Hit those skins, explode my brain
Spirit like a rumblin' train
Spirit of the thunderin' rain
Vibrations got you on the run
Electric child on bad fun
Spirit like a rumblin' train
Spirit of the thunderin' rain
Vibration got you on the run
Electric child on bad fun, get up
Spirit like a rumblin' train
Spirit of the thunderin' rain
Vibrations got you on the run
Electric child on bad fun
Spirit like a rumblin' train
Spirit of the thunderin' rain
Vibration got you on the run
Electric child on bad fun
Yeah
Ow
Ow
Yeah
Life's too short, on with the show
I said, get your kicks on the razor's edge
Atomic bomb overhead
Set controls for the sun
Bad fun baby just begun
Rhythm like a rumblin' train
Hit those skins, explode my brain
Spirit like a rumblin' train
Spirit of the thunderin' rain
Vibrations got you on the run
Electric child on bad fun
Mayhem children take no lip
Rev your engine from the hip
Yeah nighttime, she's callin' you
Ghetto star you'll go far
Dress up in your fancy clothes
Set good times to overload
Rhythm like a rumblin' train
Hit those skins, explode my brain
Spirit like a rumblin' train
Spirit of the thunderin' rain
Vibrations got you on the run
Electric child on bad fun
Spirit like a rumblin' train
Spirit of the thunderin' rain
Vibration got you on the run
Electric child on bad fun, get up
Spirit like a rumblin' train
Spirit of the thunderin' rain
Vibrations got you on the run
Electric child on bad fun
Spirit like a rumblin' train
Spirit of the thunderin' rain
Vibration got you on the run
Electric child on bad fun
Yeah
Ow
Ow
Yeah
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
King Contrary Man
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I saw the devil
The contrary man
I saw the devil down the long, long road
He said to me, boy
He said to me, boy
He said to me, boy
I want your soul
I said no
I said no
I said no
You can't take my soul
No
I said no
I said no, no
You can't take my soul
I took a while and thought about it
Down at the crossroads temptin' fate
I took a while and thought about it
Down at the crossroads temptin' fate
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You can take my soul
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You can take my soul
Take my soul
I want it all, yeah
Play it, baby
Ow, yeah, ow
Zany antics of a beat generation
In their wild search for kicks
Fighting, drinking, scorning convention
Making wild love, making wild love
I saw the devil
The contrary man
I saw the devil down the long, long road
He said to me, boy
He said to me, boy
He said to me, boy
I want your soul
I said yeah
I said yeah
I said yeah
Yeah...
I want it all
I want it all
Yeah
I saw the devil
The contrary man
I saw the devil down the long, long road
He said to me, boy
He said to me, boy
He said to me, boy
I want your soul
I said no
I said no
I said no
You can't take my soul
No
I said no
I said no, no
You can't take my soul
I took a while and thought about it
Down at the crossroads temptin' fate
I took a while and thought about it
Down at the crossroads temptin' fate
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You can take my soul
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You can take my soul
Take my soul
I want it all, yeah
Play it, baby
Ow, yeah, ow
Zany antics of a beat generation
In their wild search for kicks
Fighting, drinking, scorning convention
Making wild love, making wild love
I saw the devil
The contrary man
I saw the devil down the long, long road
He said to me, boy
He said to me, boy
He said to me, boy
I want your soul
I said yeah
I said yeah
I said yeah
Yeah...
I want it all
I want it all
Yeah
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Love Removal Machine
Check this one
Fell to the red room because she was there, uh-huh-huh-huh
A scarlet woman, she got me in fear, yeah, yeah, yeah
She said, do all those things that you do to me
You know what I mean, boy
Do all those things that you do to me, yeah
(Talkin' bout love)
Love remover
(Talkin' bout love)
Love remover machine
(Talkin' bout love)
Gimme love, soul shaker
(Talkin' bout love)
Love remover machine
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I fell from the sky
Yesterday, you blew my mind, oh yeah
Having trouble with my direction
Upside-down, psychotic reaction, oh
(Talkin' bout love)
Love remover
(Talkin' bout love)
Love removal machine
(Talkin' bout love)
Gimme love, soul stealer
(Talkin' bout love)
Love removal machine
(Talkin' bout love)
Gimme love
(Talkin' bout love)
Love remover machine
(Talkin' bout love)
Gimme love, fun remover
(Talkin' bout love)
Love removal machine
Yeah
(Talkin' bout love)
Love remover
(Talkin' bout love)
Love remover machine
(Talkin' bout love)
Gimme love, fun remover
(Talkin' bout love)
Love remover machine
(Talkin' bout love)
Gimme love
(Talkin' bout love)
Love remover machine
(Talkin' bout love)
Gimme love, soul shaker
(Talkin' bout love)
Love removal machine
Ooh yeah
Look out, here she comes
Look out, here she comes
I said, look out, here she comes
Look out, here she comes, yeah
Shake it, don't break it, baby
Shake it, don't break it, baby
Shake it, don't break it, baby
Shake it, don't break it
Baby
Ow, ow, ow
Ow, ow, ow
Ah, yeah
Fell to the red room because she was there, uh-huh-huh-huh
A scarlet woman, she got me in fear, yeah, yeah, yeah
She said, do all those things that you do to me
You know what I mean, boy
Do all those things that you do to me, yeah
(Talkin' bout love)
Love remover
(Talkin' bout love)
Love remover machine
(Talkin' bout love)
Gimme love, soul shaker
(Talkin' bout love)
Love remover machine
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I fell from the sky
Yesterday, you blew my mind, oh yeah
Having trouble with my direction
Upside-down, psychotic reaction, oh
(Talkin' bout love)
Love remover
(Talkin' bout love)
Love removal machine
(Talkin' bout love)
Gimme love, soul stealer
(Talkin' bout love)
Love removal machine
(Talkin' bout love)
Gimme love
(Talkin' bout love)
Love remover machine
(Talkin' bout love)
Gimme love, fun remover
(Talkin' bout love)
Love removal machine
Yeah
(Talkin' bout love)
Love remover
(Talkin' bout love)
Love remover machine
(Talkin' bout love)
Gimme love, fun remover
(Talkin' bout love)
Love remover machine
(Talkin' bout love)
Gimme love
(Talkin' bout love)
Love remover machine
(Talkin' bout love)
Gimme love, soul shaker
(Talkin' bout love)
Love removal machine
Ooh yeah
Look out, here she comes
Look out, here she comes
I said, look out, here she comes
Look out, here she comes, yeah
Shake it, don't break it, baby
Shake it, don't break it, baby
Shake it, don't break it, baby
Shake it, don't break it
Baby
Ow, ow, ow
Ow, ow, ow
Ah, yeah
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Born To Be Wild
Get your motor running
Head out on the highway
Looking for adventure
And whatever comes our way
Yeah darling, gonna make it happen
Take the world in a love embrace
Fire all of your guns at once
And explode into space
I like smoke and lightning
Heavy metal thunder
Racing with the wind
And the feeling that I'm under
Yeah darling, gonna make it happen
Take the world in a love embrace
Fire all of your guns at once
And explode into space
Like a true nature's child
We were born
Born to be wild
We can climb so high
I never wanna die
Born to be wild
Born to be wild, yeah
Get your motor running
Head out on the highway
Looking for adventure
And whatever comes our way
Yeah darling, gonna make it happen
Take the world in a love embrace
Fire all of your guns at once
And explode into space
Like a true nature's child
We were born
Born to be wild
We can climb so high
And I never wanna die
Born to be wild
Born to be wild, ow
Head out on the highway
Looking for adventure
And whatever comes our way
Yeah darling, gonna make it happen
Take the world in a love embrace
Fire all of your guns at once
And explode into space
I like smoke and lightning
Heavy metal thunder
Racing with the wind
And the feeling that I'm under
Yeah darling, gonna make it happen
Take the world in a love embrace
Fire all of your guns at once
And explode into space
Like a true nature's child
We were born
Born to be wild
We can climb so high
I never wanna die
Born to be wild
Born to be wild, yeah
Get your motor running
Head out on the highway
Looking for adventure
And whatever comes our way
Yeah darling, gonna make it happen
Take the world in a love embrace
Fire all of your guns at once
And explode into space
Like a true nature's child
We were born
Born to be wild
We can climb so high
And I never wanna die
Born to be wild
Born to be wild, ow
Writer: MARS BONFIRE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Outlaw
Terrorize, prophesize
Small town any place
Prodigal son, hey loyal to none
He had it all to say
Renegade from another world
Child, he was the wild one
Outlaw
From the badlands baby, badlands baby
Outlaw
Tomorrow will never come
Jimi was a boogie man
Took a shotgun in his hand
Turned on dude candy-man
He walked into the wrong town
Deputy dog man wait inside
Jimi thought he'd better hide
Suddenly changed his mind
Shot 'em all on sight, yeah
Outlaw
From the badlands baby, badlands baby
Outlaw
Dizzy in the head and feelin' bad
Bandito
Fallen angel, out of time
Outlaw
Tomorrow will never come
Renegade from another world
Child, he was the wild one
Outlaw
From the badlands baby, badlands baby
Outlaw
Dizzy in the head and feelin' bad
Bandito
Fallen angel, out of time
Outlaw
Tomorrow will never come
Small town any place
Prodigal son, hey loyal to none
He had it all to say
Renegade from another world
Child, he was the wild one
Outlaw
From the badlands baby, badlands baby
Outlaw
Tomorrow will never come
Jimi was a boogie man
Took a shotgun in his hand
Turned on dude candy-man
He walked into the wrong town
Deputy dog man wait inside
Jimi thought he'd better hide
Suddenly changed his mind
Shot 'em all on sight, yeah
Outlaw
From the badlands baby, badlands baby
Outlaw
Dizzy in the head and feelin' bad
Bandito
Fallen angel, out of time
Outlaw
Tomorrow will never come
Renegade from another world
Child, he was the wild one
Outlaw
From the badlands baby, badlands baby
Outlaw
Dizzy in the head and feelin' bad
Bandito
Fallen angel, out of time
Outlaw
Tomorrow will never come
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Memphis Hip Shake
You got a perfect way
All the things that you play
Cut clearly like a knife to the bone
Mama's calling you
You'll never get back home
Never get back home
Never get back home
Cool operator with a rattlesnake kiss
Angelic poses that never miss, yeah
Reverberation shuffle to the bone, yeah
Shake the world to the ground
Memphis hip swinging to the guitar sound
All the time, baby
All the time, yeah
Baby, get it while it's real good, yeah
All around the world
Sure do need guitar, yeah
Ah-ha-ha, yeah
Ah-ha, ah-ha, yeah
You'll never get back home, no, no, no
You'll never get back home, yeah
Cool operator with a rattlesnake kiss, yeah
Angelic poses that never miss, no they don't
Reverberation shuffle to the bone, yeah
Shake the world to the ground
Memphis hip swinging to the guitar sound, yeah
Shake...
All the things that you play
Cut clearly like a knife to the bone
Mama's calling you
You'll never get back home
Never get back home
Never get back home
Cool operator with a rattlesnake kiss
Angelic poses that never miss, yeah
Reverberation shuffle to the bone, yeah
Shake the world to the ground
Memphis hip swinging to the guitar sound
All the time, baby
All the time, yeah
Baby, get it while it's real good, yeah
All around the world
Sure do need guitar, yeah
Ah-ha-ha, yeah
Ah-ha, ah-ha, yeah
You'll never get back home, no, no, no
You'll never get back home, yeah
Cool operator with a rattlesnake kiss, yeah
Angelic poses that never miss, no they don't
Reverberation shuffle to the bone, yeah
Shake the world to the ground
Memphis hip swinging to the guitar sound, yeah
Shake...
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Electric is the third album by British rock band the Cult, released in 1987. It was the follow-up to their commercial breakthrough Love. The album equalled its predecessor's chart placing by peaking at number four in the UK but exceeded its chart residency, spending a total of 27 weeks on the chart (the most successful run for an album by The Cult).
The album marked a deliberate stylistic change in the band's sound from gothic rock to more traditional hard rock. Rick Rubin, the producer on Electric, had been specifically hired to remake the band's sound in an effort to capitalize on the popularity of hard rock, glam metal and heavy metal in the 1980s. The album was featured in the book 1001 Albums You Must Hear Before You Die.
In 2013, the album was re-released as a double CD set under the title Electric Peace, with one disc featuring the originally released album and the second containing the entire Peace album recorded during the Manor Sessions.
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The CultThe album marked a deliberate stylistic change in the band's sound from gothic rock to more traditional hard rock. Rick Rubin, the producer on Electric, had been specifically hired to remake the band's sound in an effort to capitalize on the popularity of hard rock, glam metal and heavy metal in the 1980s. The album was featured in the book 1001 Albums You Must Hear Before You Die.
In 2013, the album was re-released as a double CD set under the title Electric Peace, with one disc featuring the originally released album and the second containing the entire Peace album recorded during the Manor Sessions.
Genre(s): Hard rock
Producer(s): Rick Rubin
Length: 38:51
Released: April 6th, 1987
Year: 1987