Teenage Temples Lyrics - Depressive Age

World war archives fill the offices 

of the cold war parties to research 

the psycho base 

in the influence and cause they 

need free young slaves 

Teenage temples spread 

their wings 

fly to young men's shore 

to send information vibes 

to let us know much more. 

This is the film where the children shoes burn 

where the windy hills of clothes smoke 

in the autumn rain 

Once upon a time? No it's yet today. 

High tech preachers shake their legs 

in an ethic scene 

New religions leave this ball 

with pillar feet on screens 

Ride your way my love machine 

Conscience, break my stones 

Give me the sixth sense for words 

and the wide wave phones 

Ride your way my love machine 

Conscience, break my stones 

Give me the sixth sense for words 

and the wide wave phones 

Teenage temples spread 

their wings 

fly to young men's shore 

to send information vibes 

to let us know much more. 

Ride your way my love machine 

Conscience, break my stones 

Give me the sixth sense for words 

and the wide wave phones 

Ride your way my love machine 

Conscience, break my stones 

Give me the mechanic sting 

and the wide wave phones