The old get older
And the young get stronger
May take a week
And it may take longer
They got the guns
But we got the numbers
Gonna win, yeah
We’re takin’ over
Come on!
At first flash of Eden, We race down to the sea.
Standing there on Freedom’s shore.
Waiting for the sun…
There’s a killer on the road
His brain is squirming like a toad.
