I'm on it, get on it, The troops are on fire!
Ya know I need it, much closer
I'm trading (or treading) just a little more
Step on it, electronic
The troops are on fire!
I'm much deeper, a sleeper
Waiting for the final trip
Verse 2:
Come on it, get on it
I'm carving thru a letterbomb
I need it, like potions
These drugs are just an hour away
Come on it, electronic
А polyphonic prostitute, the motor's on fire
Messiah for the animals
Ahhhh, Ahhhh
Chorus:
Ah, oh come on!
We got our backs to the wall!
Get on! And watch out!
Sayin, "Yer gonna kill us all!"
Chorus 2:
Ah, oh come on!
Said We got our backs to the wall!
Get on! And watch out!
Uh! Before you kill us all!"