Tongue-in-cheek technological disregard for all things natural.
This song is a tongue and cheek representation of the modern technological disregard for all things natural. Heavy riffs mixed with a vocal sung through a guitar amp, doubled through a Leslie speaker, to create a bizarre surreal experience. The backwards guitar solo near the end of the track adds to the pyschedelic furvor. All hail the return of the cowbell!
six days travel til the weather's right
if only you had a terrific light
you could warm yourself at night
the natural sun it never shined so bright
well I've got an electric sun
have no need for the other one
I've got an electric sun, let it rain all day
the earth could shatter under clouds of gloom
and it'd be paradise inside my room
I radiate under the winter moon
play solitaire in my darkened tomb
I've got an electric sun
have no need for the other one
I've got an electric sun, let it rain all day
let it rain all day....