falling fast out of hyperdrive nothing better get in my way there you stand looking all fucked up you think that's it's your lucky day hey hey hey
any way, any day, any way yr days are numbered, motherfucker
mark my words like they're written down read in the evening news steel-toed boot going up your ass I think that you'll be getting loose got your box gonna dig a hole torn-up flag run it up the pole stole your face gonna steal your soul and leave you to a rotting hell
