I’m on it, get on it
The troops are on fire!
Ya know I need it, much closer
I’m trading just a little more
Step on it, electronic
The troops are on fire!
I’m much deeper, a sleeper
Waiting for the trip
Come on it, get on it
I’m carving through a letterbomb
I need it, loud potions
These drugs are just an hour away
Come on it, electronic
A polyphonic prostitute, the motors, on fire
Messiah for the animals
Ah, oh come on!
We got our backs to the wall!
Ah!
Get on!
And watch out!
Sayin’, “Yer gonna kill us all!”