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Look alive, Sunshine

109 in the sky but the pigs won't quit

You're here with me: Dr. Death Detying

I'll be your surgeon, your proctor, your helicopter Pumpin' out the slaughtermatic sounds to keep you alive

A 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

Drugs, gimme drugs, gimme drugs, 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 l'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, na, na, na, na, na, na (From mall security)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na (To every enemy)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na (We're on your property)

Standing in V formation

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na (Let's blow an artery)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na (Get plastic surgery)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, 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

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na (You run the company)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na (Fuck like a Kennedy)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na (I think we'd rather be)

Burning your information

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na (Let's blow an artery)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na (Get plastic surgery)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na (Keep your apology)

Give us more detonation

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 halls and the Ritalin rats

Ask angels made from neon

And fucking 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, l'll be your detonator

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 (Make no apology)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na (It's death or victory)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

(On my authority)

Crash and burn, young and loaded

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, l'll be your detonator

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

(Make no apology)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

(It's death or victory)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

(On my authority)

Crash and burn, young and loaded

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

(Drop like a bullet shell)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

(Just like a sleeper cell)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na (l'a rather go to hell)

Than be in a purgatory

Cut my hair, gag and bore me Pull this pin, let this world explode

⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺

Name: Mikey‼️‼️

Age: 15!

Prns: he/him!!

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Look alive, Sunshine

109 in the sky but the pigs won't quit

You're here with me: Dr. Death Detying

I'll be your surgeon, your proctor, your helicopter Pumpin' out the slaughtermatic sounds to keep you alive

A 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

Love, gimme love, gimme love, I don't need it But l'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, na, na, na, na, na, na (From mall security)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na (To every enemy)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na (We're on your property)

Standing in V formation

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na (Let's blow an artery)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na (Get plastic surgery)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, 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

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na (You run the company)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na (Fuck like a Kennedy)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na (I think we'd rather be)

Burning your information

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na (Let's blow an artery)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na (Get plastic surgery)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na (Keep your apology)

Give us more detonation

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 halls and the Ritalin rats

Ask angels made from neon

And fucking 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, l'll be your detonator

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 (Make no apology)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na (It's death or victory)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

(On my authority)

Crash and burn, young and loaded

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, l'll be your detonator

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

(Make no apology)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

(It's death or victory)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

(On my authority)

Crash and burn, young and loaded

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

(Drop like a bullet shell)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

(Just like a sleeper cell)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na (l'a rather go to hell)

Than be in a purgatory

Cut my hair, gag and bore me Pull this pin, let this world explode

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