Hey you, hey you, Devil’s little sister
Listening to your twisted transistor
Hold it between your legs
Turn it up, turn it up
The wind [bad word] through
Can’t get enough

 [bad word] 
lonely life where no one understands you
But don’t give up because the music do
Music do! (x6)

Because the music do
And then it its reaching
Inside you forever preaching
 [bad word] you too
Your screams will wisper
Hang on you
Twisted transistor

Hey you, hey you, finally you get it
The world it can eat you if you let it
And as your [bad word] fall off
Your dress, your dress
But when [bad word] through
You’re in a mess

 [bad word] 

Because the music do
And then it its reaching
Inside you forever preaching
 [bad word] you too
Your screams will wisper
Hang on you
Twisted transistor
Music do! (x4)

Hey you, hey you, this won’t hurt a bit
This won’t hurt a bit, this won’t hurt!
Says who? Says who?
I’m not the timeless [bad word] 
I’m not the timeless [bad word]  I’m not the time!
Just let me be
Between you and them things!

Because the music do
And then it its reaching
Inside you forever preaching
 [bad word] you too
Your screams will wisper
Hang on you
Twisted transistor