Na, na na na, na na na) On my authority Crash and burn, young and loaded (Na, na na na, na na na) Drop like a bullet shell (Na, na na na, na na na) Dress like a sleeper cell (Na, na na na, na na na) I'd rather go to Hell Than be in purgatory Cut my hair, gag and bore me Pull this pin, let this world explode Thefuture 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 Yoube 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 an X on the floor Gimme more, gimme more, gimme more Shut up and sing it with me (Na na na) From mall security To every enemy We're on your property Standing in V formation (Na na na) Fast Money. 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 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 From mall security, to every enemy We're on your property, standing in V formation Na, na, na Let's blow an artery, eat plastic surgery 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 You run the company, fuck like a Kennedy I think we'd rather be burning your information Let's blow an artery, eat plastic surgery 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 juvee halls and the ritalin rats Ask 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, now I'll be your detonator Na, na, na Make no apology, it's death or victory On my authority, crash and burn Young and loaded, drop like a bullet shell Dress 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 Na Na Na... Drugs, gimme drugs, gimme drugsI don't need it, but I'll sell what you gotTake the cash and I'll keep itEight legs to the wallHit the gas, kill 'em allAnd we crawl, and we crawl, and we crawlYou be my detonator Love, gimme love, gimme loveI don't need it, but I'll take what I want from your heartAnd I'll keep it in a bag, in a boxPut an X on the floorGimme more, gimme more, gimme moreShut up and sing it with me Na Na Na... From mall securityTo every enemyWe're on your propertyStanding in V formation Na Na Na... Let's blow an arteryEat plastic surgeryKeep your apologyGive us more detonation More! Gimme more! Gimme more! Oh, Let me tell you 'bout the sad manShut up and let me see your jazz handsRemember when you were a madmanThought you was BatmanAnd hit the party with a gas canKiss me you animal Na Na Na... You run the companyFuck like a KennedyI think we'd rather beBurning your information Let's blow an arteryEat plastic surgeryKeep your apologyGive us more detonation And right hereRight nowAll the way in Battery CityThe little childrenRaise their open filthy palmsLike tiny daggers up to heavenAnd all the juvee hallsAnd the ritalin ratsAsk the angels made from neon and fucking garbage scream out "What will save us?"And the sky opened up Everybody wants to change the worldEverybody wants to change the worldBut no one,No one wants to dieWanna try, wanna try, wanna tryWanna try, wanna try, now!I'll be your detonator Na Na Na... Make no apologyIt's death or victoryOn my authorityCrash and burnYoung and loaded Drop like a bulletshellDress like a sleeper cellI'd rather go to hellThen be in purgatoryCut my hairGag and bore mePull this pinLet this world explode... Na Na Na...Drugs, gimme drugs, gimme drugsI don't need 'em, but I'll sell what you gotTake the cash and I'll keep itEight legs to the wallHit the gas, kill them allAnd we crawl, and we crawl, and we crawlGive me that detonatorLove, gimme love, gimme loveI don't need it, but I'll take what I want from your heartAnd I'll keep it in a bag, in a boxWith an X on the floorGimme more, gimme more, gimme moreShut up and sing it with meNa Na Na...For my securityTo every enemyWe're on your propertyStanding in V formationNa Na Na...A swollen arteryGet plastic surgeryKeep your apologyGive us more detonationMore! Gimme more! Gimme more!Oh, let me tell ya 'bout the sad manShut up and let me see your jazz handsRemember when you were a madmanThought you was BatmanAnd hit the party with a gas canKiss me you animalNa Na Na...You run the companyYou're fucking kidding me!I think we'd rather beBurning your informationA swollen arteryGet plastic surgeryKeep your apologyGive us more detonationAnd right hereRight nowAll the way in Battery CityLittle childrenRaise their open filthy palmsLike tiny daggers up to heavenAnd all the juvie hallsAnd river ratsAnd the angelsMade from neon and fucking garbageScream out "What will save us?"And the sky opened upEverybody wants to change the worldEverybody wants to change the worldBut no one,No one wants to dieWanna try, wanna try, wanna tryWanna try, wanna try, ohI'll be your detonatorNa Na Na...Make no apologyAnd step the fuck awayOn my authorityCrash and burnYoung and loadedDrop like a bulletshellJust like a sleeper cellI'd rather go to hellThan be in purgatoryCut my hairGag and bore mePull this pinLet this world explode

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