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(Na Na Na...)
Let's blow an artery
Drugs, gimme drugs, gimme drugs Eat plastic surgery
I don't need it, but I'll sell what you got Keep your apology
Take the cash and I'll keep it Give us more detonation
Eight legs to the wall
Hit the gas, kill them all And right here
And we crawl, and we crawl, and we crawl Right now
You be my detonator All the way in Battery City
Little children
Love, gimme love, gimme love Raise their open filthy palms
I don't need it, but I'll take what I want from your Like tiny daggers up to heaven
heart And all the juvee halls
And I'll keep it in a bag, in a box And Ritalin rats
Put an X on the floor Ask the angels made from neon
Gimme more, gimme more, gimme more And fucking garbage
Shut up and sing it with me Scream out "What will save us?"
And the sky opened up
(Na Na Na...)
Everybody wants to change the world
From mall security Everybody wants to change the world
To every enemy But no one,
We're on your property No one wants to die
Standing in V formation Wanna try, wanna try, wanna try
Wanna try, wanna try, oh
(Na Na Na...) I'll be your detonator
Gravity don't mean too much to me Gravity don't mean too much to me
I'm who I've got to be I'm who I've got to be
These pigs are after me, after you These pigs are after me, after you
Run away like it was yesterday Run away like it was yesterday
And we could run away And we could run away,
If we could run away, If we could run away, run away from here.
Run away from here
And though I know how much you hate this
I got a bulletproof heart Are you gonna be the one to save us
You got a hollow point smile From the black and hopeless feeling
Me and your runaway scars, Will you mean it when the end comes reeling?
Got a photograph dream on the getaway mile.
Hold your heart into this darkness
Let's blow a hole in this town Will it ever be the light to shine you out
Too much talking with a laser beam. Or fail and leave you stranded
Gunnin' out of this place I ain't gonna be the one left standing
In a bullet's embrace You ain't gonna be the one left standing
Then we'll do it again. We ain't gonna be the ones left standing
How can they say, Jenny could you come back Gravity don't mean too much to me
home? Is this our destiny?
'Cause everybody knows you don't This world is after me, after you
Ever wanna come back, let me be the one to save
you. Run away like it was yesterday
And we could run away, run away, run away,
Gravity don't mean too much to me Run away from here.
I'm who I've got to be. Yeah, away from here.
These pigs are after me, after you Away from here.
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Ray: Yeah... Everybody party till the gasman comes
Gerard: How about you, Frank? Sparkle like bowie in the morning sun
Frank: All night, baby And get a parking violation on La Brea till it's
Gerard: How about you, Mikey? done
Mikey: Fuckin' ready...
Gerard: Well, I think I'm alright Hair Back, collar up, jet black, so cool!
Sing it like the kids that are mean to you
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That's right
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