Na Na Na
The future 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 nananananana
Na na-Na-Na na-Na-Na nananananana
Na na-Na-Na na-Na-Na
Na-Na-Na na-Na-Na
Na-Na-Na na-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 'em all
And we crawl!
And we crawl!
And we crawl!
You'll 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-Na na-Na-Na
From Mall Security (Na-Na-Nanana)
(Na na-Na-Na na-Na-Na)
To every enemy (Na-Na-Nanana)
(Na na-Na-Na na-Na-Na)
We're on your property (Na-Na-Nanana)
Standing in a V formation
Na na-Na-Na na-Na-Na
Let's blow an artery (Na-Na-Nanana)
(Na na-Na-Na na-Na-Na)
Eat plastic surgery (Na-Na-Nanana)
(Na na-Na-Na na-Na-Na)
Keep your apology (Na-Na-Nanana)
Give us more detonation
More!
Gimme more!
Gimme more!
Let me tell you 'bout 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-Na na-Na-Na
You run the company (Na-Na-Nanana)
(Na na-Na-Na na-Na-Na)
Fuck like a Kennedy (Na-Na-Nanana)
(Na na-Na-Na na-Na-Na)
I think we'd rather be (Na-Na-Nanana)
Burning your information
Na na-Na-Na na-Na-Na
Let's blow an artery (Na-Na-Nanana)
(Na na-Na-Na na-Na-Na)
Eat plastic surgery (Na-Na-Nanana)
(Na na-Na-Na na-Na-Na)
Keep your apology (Na-Na-Nanana)
Give us more detonation
And right here, right now
All the way in Battery City
Poor children raise their open filthy palms
Like tiny daggers up to heaven
And all the Juvee Halls, and the ritalin rats
Ask 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!
(Guitar Solo)
Na na-Na-Na na-Na-Na na-Na-Na na
Na na-Na-Na na-Na-Na
Make no apologies (Na-Na-Nanana)
(Na na-Na-Na na-Na-Na)
It's death or victory (Na-Na-Nanana)
(Na na-Na-Na na-Na-Na)
Crash and burn, young and loaded
Na na-Na-Na na-Na-Na
Drop like a bullet shell (Na-Na-Nanana)
(Na na-Na-Na na-Na-Na)
Dress like a sleeper cell(Na-Na-Nanana)
(Na na-Na-Na na-Na-Na)
I'd rather go to hell (Na-Na-Nanana)
Then be in a purgatory
Cut my hair, gag and bore me
Pull this pin, let this world explode