Well, I'm a quick-trick

I'm a stick of dynamite

Ticking bomb

Well, I'm a quick-trick

I'm a stick of dynamite

Ticking bomb

...exploding right on time

Well, I'll tell you something

I am just a broken dream

An object full of life

Poem full of gleam

Just a flight

Summer's burned out sky

Want me to prove it now?

And I swear that I just might

GET UP

GET UP

GET UP

GET UP

GET UP!

A-GET UP AND JUMP! x2

Well, I'm a quick-trick

I'm a stick of dynamite

Ticking bomb

Exploding right on time

Jesus Christ - he looks like me

Hold it now, was it Peter Steele?

You can start a fire

But you can't watch me burn

You can never win

So I'll tell you again

That I'm a quick-trick

I'm a stick of dynamite

Ticking bomb

Exploding right on time

GET UP

GET UP

GET UP

GET UP

GET UP! A-GET UP AND JUMP! x2

JUMP, JUMP, JUMP...

'Cause with a short delay

You are asking me to play

So late, right?

So pure and plain

What do you think now Is it really that okay?

'Cause with a short delay

You are asking me to play

Fuck it!

What do you think now, is it really that okay?

Yeeeah...

My name is thick black fear

I'm The Place Beyond The Pines

Jenny Curran shouting 'run, Forrest, run!'

Surfing elevator, V8 full of gas

A statue, a figure made of brass

GET UP, GET UP, GET UP, GET UP, GET UP! (...) A-GET UP AND JUMP! x2 JUMP, JUMP, JUMP...

'Cause with a short delay

You are asking me to play

So late, right? So pure and plain

Do you think now is it really that okay?

'Cause with a short delay you are asking me to play

Fuck it

What do you think now Is it really that okay?

For the last time I'll see you down In Arizona Bay yeah....

My name is thick black fear

I'm The Place Beyond The Pines

Jenny Curran shouting' run, Forrest, run!'

Surfing elevator, V8 full of gas

A statue, a figure made of brass

JUMP, JUMP, JUMP...