Drugs, gimme drugs, gimme drugs I don't need 'em, 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 Give me that detonator
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...)
For my security To every enemy We're on your property Standing in V formation
(Na Na Na...)
A swollen artery Get plastic surgery Keep your apology Give us more detonation
(More! Gimme more! Gimme more!)
Oh, let me tell ya '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...)
You run the company You're fucking kidding me! I think we'd rather be Burning your information
A swollen artery Get plastic surgery Keep your apology Give us more detonation
And right here Right now All the way in Battery City Little children Raise their open filthy palms Like tiny daggers up to heaven And all the juvie halls And river rats And the 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, oh I'll be your detonator
(Na Na Na...)
Make no apology And step the fuck away On my authority Crash and burn Young and loaded
Drop like a bulletshell Just like a sleeper cell I'd rather go to hell Than be in purgatory Cut my hair Gag and bore me Pull this pin Let this world explode