(cean) I got my gun on standby, like Coast Guard You boast hard, you'll get your salty ass crumbled like erb, word (hey man) You heard it here first with your master plan in reverse
your deepest urge, in pursuit of that wish, which till now has been silent, silent . . . I have brought you, that our passions may fuse and merge - in
for the signals that you thought you heard Now that you're hotwired, cause I'm on the circuit Once you take this electric vibe You just cannot reverse
of mine I tighten you young screws Send lighting to your mind And make you move Car like cannonball Run! I'm lighting my guns fuse One, that mean I'll