The Net کے بول

Inside our walls the great wild ball is turning freed from touch replacing love with learning We go down don't know how everybody's surfin' now On the screen the lovers' dreams are burning two stars crossed electric loss and yearning Sight and sound the King is crowned and everybody is surfin' now Press the flesh the soul against your finger tips through the wire your desire's to crawl inside of it in spite of it by the light of it you go down Caught in the net the heart and head are squirming sons and daughters "neath dark waters churning Sinking down they might drown and everybody's surfin' now Everybody's surfin' now Everybody's surfin' now