(Starts off with "Look Alive Sunshine" and then [bad word] "Na Na Na"):
Look alive, Sunshine
109 in the sky but the pigs won't quit
You're here with me: Dr. Death Defying
I'll be your surgeon, your proctor, your helicopter
Pumpin' out the slaughtermatic sounds to keep you alive
system failure for the masses, empty matter for the master plan
Louder than God's revolver and twice as shiny

This one's for all of you rock'n'rollers
All you crash queens and motor babies

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 na, na na na, na na na na na na na, na na na, na na na, na na na na na na na, na na na, na na na, na na na, na na na, na 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 'em all
And we crawl
And we crawl
And we crawl
You be my detonator

Love
Gimme love
Gimme love
Gimme love
I don't need it but I'll take what I want
From your heart and I'll 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 na, na na na
From mall security
Na, na na na, na na na
To every enemy
Na, na na na, na na na
We're on your property
Standing in V formation

Na, na na na, na na na
Let's blow an artery
Na, na na na, na na na
Eat plastic surgery
Na, na na na, na na na
Keep your apology
Give us more detonation

More
Gimme more
Gimme more
Gimme more

Let me tell you
'Bout 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!!!

Na, na na na, na na na
 [bad word] [bad word] 
Na, na na na, na na na
 [bad word] like a kennedy
Na, na na na, na na na
I think we'd rather be
Burning your information

Na, na na na, na na na
Let's blow an artery
Na, na na na, na na na
Eat plastic surgery
Na, na na na, na na na
Keep your apology
Give us more detonation

Right here
Right now
All the way in battery city
The little children raised their open filthy palms
Like tiny daggers up to Heaven
And all the juvee halls
And the ritalin rats
Ask angels made from neon
And [bad word] garbage
Scream out!
"What 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 na, na na na na,
Na, na na na, na na na
Make no apologies
Na, na na na, na na na
It's death or victory
Na, na na na, na na na
On my authority
Crash and burn
Young and loaded

Na, na na na, na na na
Drop like a bulletshell
Na, na na na, na na na
Dress like a sleeper cell
Na, na na na, na na na
I'd rather go to [bad word] 
Then be in purgatory

Cut my hair
Gag and bore me
Pull this pin
Let this world explode!