Emperor X - F-R-E-S-N-E-L Licenseur lyrics

Let's hit the interstate With a call sign like that, girl, you'll never want to return Let's pull over all the silencers we find, and put them in A locked un-American standard A hurtling ball across the freeway midline: "I didn't mean to wreck your van, man I only want to take it to the center of the Marshall Plan." I want to drive I want to pilot And put it down Let's put the state in a lockdown crisis I'm over wheels now My eyes were never gouged They were injured New York state! The DMV cries Where's your pile of illegal telescopics to abuse? If Fresnel ever lived, he'd approve What else did he live for? But wait- he loved, just like anyone else! He had a heart, and a stomach, and a knee, and a blinker And his own soul tripod The turnpike's one lane in Agony Court A longitudinal wave impacts your fort But Fresnel, my good man, you've done much for our time The world's undersea links, and the internet And I drive