Rest now, fais-dodo

Green in the circuit,

pulse in the wire

Counting to eleven, catching the fire

Fingers on the keys,

steady in the spark Tracing out the rhythm cutting through the dark

Fais-dodo,

rest,

then start again

(rest now)

A signal in the shadows,

electric and clean

Everything glowing in a shift to neon green Hold the frequency,

lock down the frame

Standing at the edge where the currents combine Waiting for the beat

to cross the center line

Eleven

X, taking it high

Green lights flashing all across the sky

Lock the rhythm,

let the system turn Eleven X,

watch the pulse

burn (let it burn)

No missed signals, steady and precise Cool under pressure,

smooth as ice Cutting through the static,

riding through the dream

The whole space moving to the green eleven beam

Fais-dodo now,

rewrite the game (fais-dodo)

Eleven

X, taking

it high

Green lights flashing all across the

sky Lock the

rhythm, let the

system

turn

Eleven X, watch the pulse

burn (taking it

high!)

Ultimate green, ultimate

eleven

Pure signal

surging, fais-dodo

to heaven Green eleven

Green

eleven

(green eleven...)