Space Summit - I'm Electric

As he sat among the trees
The Moscow moon in the streets
The Master had a choice
Should he give this King a voice?

The séance held the crowd
Money falling on the ground

See her passions win the day, hey
Magicians, redheads, cats at play, obey!
I’m electric with your magic
I’m transforming back to morning

At the ball she hosts the dead
Learning spells, calling maids who fled

Catch the moon and fly away, hey
Leave the rooftops in your wake, all day
I’m electric with your magic
I’m transforming back to morning
I’m dynamic, it’s not tragic
I’m revolving into dawning

To paradise they would walk
The Master and the Margarita talk…

Written by:
JED BONNIWELL, MARTY WILLSON PIPER

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