Na Na Na (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na) — My chemical romance

The future is bulletproof! The aftermath is secondary! It's time to do it now and do it loud! Killjoys, make some noise!

Drugs, gimme drugs, gimme drugs I don't need it, but I'll sell what you got Take the cash and I'll keep it Eight legs to the wall Hit the gas, kill 'em all And we crawl! And we crawl! And we crawl! You'll be my detonator

Love, gimme love, gimme love I don't need it, but I'll take what I want From your heart and I'll keep it In a bag, in a box Put an X on the floor Gimme more! Gimme more! Gimme more! Shut up and sing it with me

NA NA-NA-NA NA-NA-NA From Mall Security (NA-NA-NANANA) To every enemy (NA-NA-NANANA) We're on their property (NA-NA-NANANA) Standing in a V formation

NA NA-NA-NA NA-NA-NA Let's blow an artery (NA-NA-NANANA) Eat plastic surgery (NA-NA-NANANA) Keep your apology (NA-NA-NANANA) Give us more detonation

More! Gimme more! Gimme more!

Let me tell you 'bout the sad man Shut up and let me see your jazz hands Remember when you were a madman Thought you was Batman And hit the party with a gas can Kiss me you animal!

NA NA-NA-NA NA-NA-NA You run the company (NA-NA-NANANA) Fuck like a Kennedy (NA-NA-NANANA) I think we'd rather be (NA-NA-NANANA) Burning your information

NA NA-NA-NA NA-NA-NA Let's blow an artery (NA-NA-NANANA) Eat plastic surgery (NA-NA-NANANA) Keep your apology (NA-NA-NANANA) Give us more detonation

Right here, right now All the way in battery city The little children raised their open filthy palms Like tiny daggers up to heaven And all the Juvee Halls, and the ritalin rats Ask angels made from neon and fucking garbage Scream out! What will save us? And the sky opened up

Everybody wants to change the world Everybody wants to change the world But no one, no one wants to die Wanna try, wanna try, wanna try, Wanna try, wanna try now!

I'll be your detonator!

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NA NA-NA-NA NA-NA-NA Make no apologies (NA-NA-NANANA) It's death or victory (NA-NA-NANANA) On my authority (NA-NA-NANANA) Crash and burn, young and loaded

NA NA-NA-NA NA-NA-NA Drop like a bullet shell (NA-NA-NANANA) Dress like a sleeper cell(NA-NA-NANANA) I'd rather go to hell (NA-NA-NANANA) Then be in a purgatory Cut my hair, gag and bore me Pull this pin, let this world explode...