Dr. Wily: Tonight, the streets are red The lights are blue and blinding No sign of the good doctor But the sirens wail and whine and Tell us who you've found
I can almost hear the hounds
What kind of man Builds a machine to kill a girl? No, he did not use his hands Like a smart man, he used a tool But just the same Can you question who's to blame? Choir: What was her name? Wily: Doesn't matter. Now listen: The Good Doctor has to pay!
When I say he was a monster When I set fire to his name It doesn't matter where you hear it from Whether truth or lies, it gets said all the same
Whatever's on the table plays!
There is a flame that I've been fanning There is a fire waiting to catch There's a Hell that has been building From the moment we first met If there ever was a time If there ever was a chance To undo the things I've done And wash these bloodstains from my hands It is past and long forgotten These are the paths that we must take 'Cuz you and I, Tom, we are men And we can bend, and we can break But if you think that you can run If you think that you can stand Well, you forget who turned this city on You forget who plugged this city in
They'll not switch it off again One by one, they're tuning in