| Blowing fire through | |
| the hillside | |
| Pelting wings stuck | |
| to quicklime | |
| Smashing nobody's | |
| headlights | |
| Nothing tells us | |
| we're alive | |
| Bernie's got the way to | |
| feel good times | |
| She lives on the way to | |
| the park | |
| All we've got to do is | |
| just drop by | |
| We don't have to wait | |
| until dark | |
| Screaming tires through | |
| the sunshine | |
| Told the cripple he | |
| looks blind | |
| Caught the rats in | |
| the manhole | |
| Beat them all the way | |
| back home |