Cazals - Control OSS-117

I heard a whisper, a dirty rumor.
I wish I found out a little sooner.
Don't you know?
I was set to go.

You flipped a switch, you blown a fuse.
At any rate, it's out of use.
Take positions, holding pace,
Which how's it like in space.

Your progress is failing, nothing's for saving.
Suit yourself, no-one can stop you.
You got your systems down,
Communications out of bounds.

So:
Hey, turn on power.
Beats per minute, miles per hour.
So:
You walk home.
I give you all what you came her for:
Control.

You heartrate's increasing, a fly on the wall.
Has caucht you cheating, there's no turning tall.
So won't you never went down,
facing many in uniform.

You flipped a switch, you blown a fuse.
At any rate it's out of use.
Oh you got your systems down,
Communications out of bounds.

So:
Hey, turn on power.
Beats per minute, miles per hour.
So:
You walk home.
I give you all what you came her for:
Control.

Are you hearing me,
Are you hearing me,
Control,
Are you hearing me,
Are you hearing me,
Control,
Control.

Your progress is failing, nothing's for saving
Suit yourself

Your progress is failing, nothing's for saving
Suit yourself and nobody else!

So:
Hey, turn on power.
Beats per minute, miles per hour.
So:
You walk home.
I give you all what you came her for:
Control.

Hey!