[Verse 1]
I'm waking up to ash and dust
I wipe my brow and I sweat [bad word] I'm breathing in the chemicals
I'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus
This is it, the apocalypse
Whoa

 [bad word] 
I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
Enough to make my systems blow [bad word] to the new age, to the new age [bad word] to the new age, to the new age
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive!
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive!

 [Verse 2]
I raise my flags, don my clothes
It's a revolution, I suppose
We'll paint it red to fit right in
Whoa
I'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus
This is it, the apocalypse
Whoa

 [bad word] 
I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
Enough to make my systems blow [bad word] to the new age, to the new age [bad word] to the new age, to the new age
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive!
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive!

 [Bridge]
All systems go, sun hasn't died
Deep in my bones, straight from inside

 [bad word] 
I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
Enough to make my systems blow [bad word] to the new age, to the new age [bad word] to the new age, to the new age
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive!
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive!