Comin thru the barricades Cuttin the lines The red lights goin round Like insanity sirens The end of the galaxy The middle of the road Where the blackout moons Cut the weather of couls Black engines grind down Teeth are raw the rubber juggernaut Rots in a shattering jaw Helter skelter bulldozers Runnin over the block Where a pawn shop clock Is ticking out like a bomb.
Its a chain reaction
Like a chain reactor blowing out of my arms Shoot every paranoid phantom That's done me harm Like a desolate specter in a pummel of fists Kicking against the pricks Burning black like wicks They spit pig iron, Tell you nothing is wrong Put a heart on a pike Sing a ressurection song For a paralysed mind in a kerosene jar Barracuda believer with a heathen guitar Apocolyptic nostalgia tokens Dark arts sell sail for antarctica oceans
