Na Na Na

The future is bulletproof,

The aftermath is secondary,

It's time do it now and do it loud,

Killjoys, make some noise

Na nanananananananananana

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 8 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

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 and x

On the floor

Gimme more, gimme more, gimme more

Shut up and sing it with me

Na nanananananananananana

From mall security

Nanananananananananana

To every enemy

Nanananananananananana

We're on your property

Standing in V-formation

Nanananananananananana

Let's blow an artery

Nanananananananananana

Eat plastic surgery

Keep your apology

Give us more detonation

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 a Batman

And hit the party with a gas can

Kiss me, you animal!!!

Nanananananananananana

You run the company

Nanananananananananana

Fuck like a kennedy

Nanananananananananana

I think we'd rather be

Burning your information

Nanananananananananana

Let's blow an artery

Nanananananananananana

Eat plastic surgery,

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 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

I'll be your detonator

Nanananananananananana

Make no apologies

Nanananananananananana

It's death or victory

Nanananananananananana

On my authority

Crash and burn young and loaded

Nanananananananananana

Drop like a bulletshell

Nanananananananananana

Dress like a sleeper cell

Nanananananananananana

I'd rather go to hell

Then be in purgatory,

Cut my hair, gag and bore me,

Put this pin, let this world explode