| Rollin' just like thunder, | |
| tryin' to get you down | |
| Mistreatin' everything, | |
| if you were king he'd take your crown | |
| If you were a dead man | |
| he'd take ya from your grave | |
| He will not mourn for you or me | |
| Happiness he cannot feel | |
| and love to him is so unreal | |
| He burns like hell, he wants you dead, | |
| altogether hate's all he feel | |
| Movin' like a spider' killin' off a fly | |
| No hands, just fists, no heart, just rocks | |
| Icicle brains | |
| Bicycle chains | |
| Rulin' like a tyrant, | |
| teasin' everyone around | |
| He drags his legs, he plants his feet, | |
| he's botherin' the ground | |
| Here and now this man | |
| you see plans his terror free | |
| He's born to rule, a king to be | |
| Icicle brains | |
| Bicycle chains | |
| He's a breaker | |
| He will take ya | |
| Destroyin' all around you | |
| He's a breaker | |
| He's a taker | |
| He'd kill, maim, destroy to the end | |
| Movin' like a spider, | |
| preyin' on the rest | |
| Rulin' like a tyrant, | |
| tyrannosaurus rex | |
| You could be a dead man, | |
| and you won't know why | |
| No hands, just fists, | |
| no heart, just rocks | |
| Icicle brains | |
| Bicycle chains | |
| He's a breaker | |
| He will take ya | |
| Destroyin' all around you | |
| He's a breaker | |
| He's a taker | |
| He'd kill, maim, destroy to the end |