Lyrics

Big old Boots, he's a big old power Big old brute he's a big old power Last night I didn't wanna run Batteries: leaked and loaded Once sighted, she's gon' loathe him Lost irons, lets wind it up Power! That side of why: Burning a torch, (with) Bat-sight and wounded wings Blood stain! Red vulture, want everything Outside you won't let it Inside until you've bled it Now now now Now now now Pulse guide him, bound to heed the trance In the name of separation That traitor sent in the lance "Let us in" With pride on buttered side Forget the Finnegan's Wake Be it glad In its stead What say to now? What say to now? To now It's out Once there for me to see What side will I entwine? New fates, Looking lean Giant's apparition White sand in a sacred space Futheration That said, I want a modern disgrace I ran a riot, girl One sat in a wired cell I plan a river route Backstab-an-out, and he say: I, a-lie here, O I fade aloud! Once head a-loaded Let's say One lauded Now now now Now now now Now now now