Iyeah from ZEBRA by IKAN HYU

satellites like notions, rotate
silver tight chest, try to slip away
spottin' dots all armed with laser guns

chase in space, cold sweat all on our face
aviating through thick cosmic haze
sonic waves dissolve without a trace

get down to where you belong
iyeah, iyeah, iyeah, iyeah, iyeah
get down to where you belong
iyeah, iyeah, iyeah, iyeah, iyeah

city light storm, its a dead end
lit nights, our demons closing in
staring eyes, black holes, are taking aim

turn around, face fate, our final fight
to the left there's three, two to the right
our deadly gazes shoot, we're dynamite

get down to where you belong
iyeah, iyeah, iyeah, iyeah, iyeah
get down to where you belong
iyeah, iyeah, iyeah, iyeah, iyeah

(down, down, down)

get down to where you belong
iyeah, iyeah, iyeah, iyeah, iyeah

iyeah, iyeah, iyeah, iyeah, iyeah
iyeah, iyeah, iyeah, iyeah, iyeah
iyeah, iyeah, iyeah, iyeah, iyeah
iyeah, iyeah, iyeah, iyeah, iyeah

• Rock
• electronic
• genre bending
• punk
• Zürich