Your phone is out of order and your doorbell's on the blink You blew a curcuit breaker running water in the sink There's feedback in your stereo And lightning struck your aerial And Thomas Alva Edison is crying from his grave But he can't save us There's devils in the line, and demons in the power Deceivers of the sun, the gla**, the hour And some mad prince or doctor throwing switches in the tower Defines the dark, defying you to see The plastic gra** laid in his yard His tarnished bra** no spirits guard The world of possiblity Wonder and beauty Nearing reality The chancing of perfection May it be so What other way to go You electrify me, love Most of all when you are by me, love And even when you deny me, love Your warm, alive, electric body, love Your kiss, kinetic and potential, love Charging the living battery full, love You electrify me You electrify me