Lyrics to The Grid's "Electric Head" album

One Giant Step

[Sample of an American astronaut's transmission: is it Neil Armstrong?]

I'm in a big mass of some very small particles, that are brilliantly lit up like they're luminescent. I never saw anything like it. They're coming by the capsule and they look like little stars.

Driving Instructor

We are going to be kicking a monolithic habit. Living is not natural. Living is hard. Life, on the other hand, is beautiful. Ah yes. Ah no. Street level is the conscious, where you are now. And what's wrong with that? Tease and entertain yourself. Tap your foot. Talk aimlessly. Make phonecalls that have no real purpose. And what's wrong with that? All thinking eventually has to stop. Keep smiling. You couldn't care less. And what's wrong with that?

This Must Be Heaven

Joy. I feel it. Feel it in the light. In harmony, flying tonight. Open your eyes, feel it, feel it. Open your mind yeah your mind. Open your heart, feel it feel it. Open you mind yeah your mind. Rejoice together. Turn it around. One pure love; that's what we've found. Sometimes when I reach on up in a flash of revelation, I see the joy shining bright in your eyes. Tonight. Stand up. See what it does. Get up - join hands together with us. We're heading up to paradise, reaching for an angel. I see the joy shining bright in your eyes. Tonight.

Dr. Celine

Nothing is free. Old wounds run deep. And edie is waiting again. Inside, the machine moves in silence. Twisted tales, mesmerising. And Place de la Concord screams.