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