Fuel is running, fuel is coming
Fuel is running down my face
The line, the line
The line is drawn in the sand
It won't be long
We have to be strong
Before they drop
The final bomb

Human target identified
Neurotic psychotic
Mutated spies
We've got to make a stand
We've got to kill the man
Tonight is when we go
Tonight is when things
BLOW!

Full throttle ahead
I think we're already dead
The night is here
I feel clear
I don't feel my head