Cyberrocker at the head of the state
stood in the jungle lookin’ for a name.
There are the golden stories
and nothin’ to explain.
I’m always quite alright
and it’s all the same, I guess.
To go into the castle, to go into your room.
To be in love and play with silver spoons.
Cyberrocker now steps into your place:
“Keep your promise, babe, no time to wait.”
“Cyberrocker morfin’ U.”
Cyberrocker pointin’ to his head.
She stood in the jungle with her brand new hat.
There are always people you can not explain.
I’m always quite alright and it’s all the same, I guess.
To monkey up with you, to ask the morf of you.
Resettin’ into your burst-page
Cyberrocker now steps into your place:
“Keep your promise, baby, no time to wait.”
“Cyberrocker morfin’ U.”
Cyberrocker as sober as a judge
looked into the jungle of your passphrase-stuff.
Social engineering is so sexy, you know.
I’m always quite alright, it’s no spaghetti code.
To go into your pants to touch your juicy source.
To be in love forever and really get it on.
Cyberrocker now talking to your face:
“Keep your promise, baby, do it with this man.”
“Cyberrocker morfin’ U.”
Lyrics & Music: Michel Montecrossa, © Mira Sound Germany