Transistor - 311

Then there’s no luck

Then again if you came for drama then I can’t understand a Music critics (2x)

Not afraid of a guy who’ll tell you he’s never been in a mix

Been in a mix (2x)

We’re from the grassroots so big up to our friends

Every crew, every click, and every posse

Big up to all the heads not of hypocracy

You’re a transistor

Lightning resistor

Conducting to the mother star

That’s what you are

Renegade sound system 311 (4x)

Brothers from another planet and here once again

Automatic (2x)

Quantam saints of the universe in a holographic

Cosmic remix (2x)

From the mysterious blue planet

We can breathe anywhere

Under water, out in space, and in LA

Your polluted air’s no problem for these homeys

You’re a transistor }

Lightning resistor } (2x)

Conducting to the mother star }

That’s what you are }