falling fast out of hyperdrive
nothing better get in my way
there you stand looking all fucked up
you think that's it's your lucky day
hey hey hey

any way, any day, any way
yr days are numbered, motherfucker

mark my words like they're written down
read in the evening news
steel-toed boot going up your ass
I think that you'll be getting loose
got your box gonna dig a hole
torn-up flag run it up the pole
stole your face gonna steal your soul
and leave you to a rotting hell