Look Alive Sunshine
109 in the sky but the pigs wont quit
You’re here with me
Dr. DeathDefying
I’ll be you surgeon, your proctor, your helicopter
Pumpin up the slaughtermatic sounds to keep you live
system failure for the masses
Anti-matter for the master plan
Louder than God’s revolver and twice as shiny
This ones for all you rock and rollers
All you crash queens and motivators

Listen up! The future is bulletproof!
The aftermath is secondary!
It’s time to do it now and do it loud
KILLJOYS, MAKE SOME NOISE!

(( Na-Na-Na… ))
 [bad word]  Gimme [bad word]  Gimme [bad word] 
I don’t need it, but I’ll sell what you got,
take the cash and I’ll keep it.
Eight legs to the wall, hit the gas, kill them all.
and we crawl! and we crawl! and we crawl!
You Be My Detonator!

Love! Gimme love. Gimme love.
I don’t need it, but I’ll take what I want from your heart
and I keep it in a bag, in a box, put an X on the floor
Gimme more! Gimme more! Gimme more!

Shut up and sing it with me!

(( Na-Na-Na… ))
From mall security,
(( Na-Na-Na… ))
To every enemy,
We’re on your property,
Standing in V-formation.

(( Na-Na-Na… ))
Let’s blow an artery,
(( Na-Na-Na… ))
Eat plastic surgery,
(( Na-Na-Na… ))
Keep your apology.
Give us more detonation!

((More. Gimme more
Gimme more))

Oh, let me tell you about the sad man.
Shut up and let me see your jazz hands.
Remember when you were a madman,
Thought you was BATMAN!
And hit the party with a gas can.
Kiss me you animal!
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(( Na-Na-Na… )) [bad word] [bad word] 
(( Na-Na-Na… )) [bad word] like a Kennedy,
(( Na-Na-Na… ))
I think we’d rather be
Burning your information.

(( Na-Na-Na… ))
Let’s blow an artery,
(( Na-Na-Na… ))
Eat plastic surgery
(( Na-Na-Na… ))
Keep your apology
Give us more detonation!

Spoken:
And right here, right now,
All the way in Battery City.
The little children, raise their open filthy palms, like tiny daggers up to heaven.
And all the juvie hall, and the ritalin rats,
ask angels made from neon and [bad word] garbage scream out!
"Why will save us?”
and the sky opened up …

Everybody wants to change the world, everybody wants to change the world.
But no one, no one wants to die.
Wanna try?
Wanna try?
Wanna try?
Wanna try?
Wanna try?
Now!
I’ll be your detonator!

(( Na-Na-Na… ))

(( Na-Na-Na… ))
Make no apology,
(( Na-Na-Na… ))
It’s death or victory,
(( Na-Na-Na… ))
On my authority,
Crash and burn,
Young and loaded,

(( Na-Na-Na… ))
Drop like a bullet shell
(( Na-Na-Na… ))
Dress like a sleeper cell
(( Na-Na-Na… ))
I’d rather go to [bad word] ,
Than be in purgatory.
Cut my hair.
Gag and bore me.
Pull this pin,
Let this world explode!