Look alive, Sunshine 109 in the sky but the pigs won't quit You're here with me: Dr. Death-Defy I'll be your surgeon, your proctor, your helicopter Pumpin' out the slaughtermatic sounds to keep you alive A system failure for the masses, antimatter for the master plan Louder than God's revolver and twice as shiny This one's for all of you rock'n'rollers All you crash queens and motor babies Listen up!