[Intro: Dr. Death Defying]
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
Na na na, na na na
Na, na na, na, na na na
Na na na, na na na
Na, na na, na, na na
Na, na na na, na na
Na, na na na na)

[Verse 1: Gerard Way]
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 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)
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[Chorus: Gerard Way]
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na) From mall security
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na) To every enemy
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na) We're on your property
Standing in V-formation
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na) Let's blow an artery
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na) Eat plastic surgery
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na) Keep your apology
Give us more detonation

[Post-Chorus: Gerard Way]
More, gimme more, gimme more!

[Verse 2: Gerard Way]
Oh, 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 (Na-na)
And hit the party with a gas can?
Kiss me, you animal!

[Chorus: Gerard Way]
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na) You run the company
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na) Fuck like a Kennedy
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na) I think we'd rather be
Burning your information
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na) Let's blow an artery
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na) Eat plastic surgery
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na) Keep your apology
Give us more detonation
[Bridge: Gerard Way]
And right here, right now, all the way in Battery City
The little children raise their open, filthy palms
Like tiny daggers up to Heaven
And all the juvie halls, and the Ritalin rats
Ask angels made from neon and fucking garbage
Scream out, "What will save us?"
And the sky opened up

[Refrain: Gerard Way]
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]

[Interlude]
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na)

[Chorus: Gerard Way]
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na) Make no apology
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na) It's death or victory
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na) On my authority
Crash and burning, young and loaded
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na) Drop like a bullet shell
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na) Dress like a sleeper cell
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na) I'd rather go to Hell
[Outro: Gerard Way]
Than be in purgatory
Cut my hair, gag and bore me
Pull this pin, let this world explode

I am in a rush, I just have to pack my bag with cash, that flush
And it's certain to get back to my country
Didn't know that it's forbidden, I'm sorry
I am just a simple Russian girl
I've got vodka in my blood
So, I dance with brown bears
And my soul is torn apart
I dance with brown bears
And my soul is torn apart
Now you know - it is common to forget about the law
When especially you love - it's like a tank
It can drive you mad so you can rob a bank
I am just a simple Russian girl
I've got vodka in my blood
So, I dance with brown bears
And my soul is torn apart
I dance with brown bears
And my soul is torn apart
Let me go, I won't ever try to do this anymore
If you let - I'll kiss you in your chicks three times
This is a tradition, don't you be surprised!
I am just a simple Russian girl
I've got vodka in my blood
So, I dance with brown bears
And my soul is torn apart
I dance with brown bears
And my soul is torn apart
Oi, da, lyoly-lyoly-li
Oi, da, lyoly-lyoly-li
Oi, da, lyoly-lyoly-li
Oi, da, lyoly-lyoly-li
I am just a simple Russian girl
I've got vodka in my blood
So, I dance with brown bears
And my soul is torn apart
I dance with brown bears
And my soul is torn apart