My Chemical Romance - Na na na

The future is bulletproofThe aftermath is secondaryIt's time to do it now and do it loudKilljoys,make some noise

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

Drugs, gimme drugsGimme drugsI don't need itBut I'll sellWhat you gotTake the cashAnd I'll keep itEight legs on the wallHit the gas, kill 'em allAnd we crawl and we crawl and we crawl!You be my detonator!

LoveGimme loveGimme loveI don't need itBut I'll take, what I want from your heartAnd I keep it in a bagIn a boxPut an x on the floorGimme moreGimme moreGimme more!Shut up and sing it with me!

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, naFrom mall securityNa, na, na, na, na, na, na, naTo every enemyNa, na, na, na, na, na, na, naWe're on your propertyStanding in a V-formation

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, naLet's blow an arteryNa, na, na, na, na, na, na, naEat plastic surgeryNa, na, na, na, na, na, na, naKeep your apologyGive us more detonation

(More, gimme more, gimme more)

Let me tell you 'bout the sad manShut up and let me see your jazz handsRemember when you were a mad manThought you was BatmanAnd hit the party with a gas canKiss me you animal!

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, naYou run the companyNa, na, na, na, na, na, na, naFuck like a KennedyNa, na, na, na, na, na, na, naI think we'd rather beBurning your information

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, naLet's blow an arteryNa, na, na, na, na, na, na, naEat plastic surgeryNa, na, na, na, na, na, na, naKeep your apologyGive us more detonation

Right here, right nowAll the way in Battery CityThe little childrenRaise their open filthy palmsLike tiny daggers up to heavenAnd all the juvee hallsAnd the ritalin ratsAsk angels made from neonAnd fucking garbage, scream out:"What will save us?"And the sky opened upEverybody wants to change the worldEverybody wants to change the worldBut no one, no oneWants to dieWanna tryWanna tryWanna tryWanna tryWanna tryNow!I'll be your detonator!

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, naMake no apologiesNa, na, na, na, na, na, na, naIt's death or victoryNa, na, na, na, na, na, na, naOn my authorityCrash and burnYoung and loaded

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, naDrop like a bulletshellNa, na, na, na, na, na, na, naDress like a sleeper cellNa, na, na, na, na, na, na, naI'd rather go to hellThan be in a purgatory

Cut my hairGag and bore mePull this pinLet this world explode