Mean, Green, Killing Machine

By Overkill

On The Grinding Wheel

Released on February 3, 2017

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[Verse 1]

Somewhere out where no one knows

Runs a cool revolution fight

Way out there where no one goes

And it's got to keep moving

Got to keep getting it right

So, here's to the piston charged

Combustible delight

The single-minded supercharged

That's got to keep movin'

Got to keep getting it


[Chorus]

A call to arms

A call right through the dream

A call to action

Blow up the in-between

Feed, feed your engine

Feed, feed the wolverine

Feed, feed the tension

Mean, green, killing machine


[Post-Chorus]

C'mon, c'mon, and say what my name is:

Mean, green, killing machine


[Verse 2]

So, Mother Mary gave the nod

The saints bathed in holy light

The machine had hit the lightning rod

And it had to keep rolling

Rolling on through the night

In the deep, dark underground

With eyes that have no sight

So, here's to the battleground

That's got to keep rolling

Got to keep rolling


[Chorus]

A call to arms

A call right through the dream

A call to action

Blow up the in-between

Feed, feed your engine

Feed, feed the wolverine

Feed, feed the tension

Mean, green, killing machine


[Post-Chorus]

C'mon, c'mon, and say what my name is:

Mean, green, killing machine


[Bridge 1]

The clock, your only friend

As time leaves its debris

Your soul is on the mend

But time is killing me

I gave you everything

But a machine I'll always be

Pick it up


[Bridge 2]

They got nothing more to add to the conversation (Oh)

They drink gasoline from a dirty glass (Oh)

They got nothing but a sad, sad situation (Oh)

With nothing more to add to the damnation (Oh)

Nuts and bolts and screws with no social class (Oh)

They got nothing but a sad, sad situation (Oh)

It's a sad, sad, sad, sad situation (Oh)

Nuts and bolts and screws, balls of brass (Oh)


[Guitar Solo]


[Verse 3]

If you're out where no one goes

Where no one cares to lie

Keep 'em open; don't you blink

I'm talking 'bout, talking 'bout your eyes

It's faster than the speed of light

And sonically disguised

There comes the mean, green motherfucker

Blazing 'cross the sky


[Chorus]

A call to arms

A call right through the dream

A call to action

Blow up the in-between

Feed, feed your engine

Feed, feed the wolverine

Feed, feed the tension

Mean, green, killing machine


[Outro]

Killing machine

Killing machine

Mean, green, killing machine