Blue Skin - Hawkwind

No ballpoint pen

No type set in

The ultrasonic tapping machine

Takes control

Takes control

Issues its command

Clicking and clattering

Into the black Indian ink of night

Hieroglyphic ancient scrawl

It is written on the walls

Of history

Prick, prick, prick, ahh

Prick ahh

Prick ahh

Dot to dot

I’m bleeding for you

Bleeding for you

My blood is blue

Penetration too

Painless steel free

Surgically screened

The needle machine

The needle machine

The needle machine

The pain

Feel the pain

Feel the pain

Machine control

The needle machine

I feel

I feel

Prick, prick, prick my skin

Transfer inscribe

Images of sweet roses red

Blood drips

Blood drips

The tattooed hole in my skin

Drains the blood, my life blood

Prick ahh

Prick ahh

Prick ahh

Prick ahh