мрак Kick the Static

Kick the static! Wake the wire!

Dead screen glowing like a ghost in the hall
Everybody talking, nobody says it all
I hit the switch with the heel of my boot
Noise tells the truth when the truth goes mute

Cut through the chatter, cut through the lies
Turn that dead air into dynamite

Kick the static, start the fire
Shake the walls and wake the wire
Kick the static, make it crack
Once we turn it on, we never turn back
Hey! Hit it hard, automatic
Come on, come on—kick the static

Cheap little speakers with a heavyweight sound
I throw one spark and the lights fall down
He brings the rhythm, I bring the bite
We make a blackout feel twice as bright

Cut through the chatter, tear up the night
Turn that dead air into dynamite

Kick the static, start the fire
Shake the walls and wake the wire
Kick the static, make it crack
Once we turn it on, we never turn back
Hey! Hit it hard, automatic
Come on, come on—kick the static

Signal dead?
Bring it back!
World asleep?
Kick the static!
One loud spark across the black
Turn it on and don't look back

Kick the static, start the fire
Shake the walls and wake the wire
Kick the static, make it crack
Once we turn it on, we never turn back

Kick it!