Mean, Green, Killing Machine
Somewhere out where no one knows
Runs a cool evolution fight
Way out there where no one goes
And it's got to keep moving
Got to keep getting it right
Sphere's to the piston charged
Ombustable delight
The single minded supercharged
That' got to get moving
Got to keep getting it right
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 your Wolverine
Feed, feed the tension
Mean green killing machine
C'mon, c'mon and say what my name is
Mean green killing machine
The clock, your only friend
As time leaves it's debris
Your soul is on the mend
But time is killing me
I gave you everything
But a machine
I'll always be
They got nothing more to add to the conversation
They drink gasoline from a dirty glass
They got nothing but a sad–sad situation
With nothing more to ad to the damnation
Nuts & bolts & screws with no social class
They got nothing but a sad–sad situation
It's a sad, sad, sad situation
Nuts & bolts & screws, balls of brass
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
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 your Wolverine
Feed, feed the tension
Mean green killing machine
Killing machine
Killing machine
Mean green killing machine.
Runs a cool evolution fight
Way out there where no one goes
And it's got to keep moving
Got to keep getting it right
Sphere's to the piston charged
Ombustable delight
The single minded supercharged
That' got to get moving
Got to keep getting it right
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 your Wolverine
Feed, feed the tension
Mean green killing machine
C'mon, c'mon and say what my name is
Mean green killing machine
The clock, your only friend
As time leaves it's debris
Your soul is on the mend
But time is killing me
I gave you everything
But a machine
I'll always be
They got nothing more to add to the conversation
They drink gasoline from a dirty glass
They got nothing but a sad–sad situation
With nothing more to ad to the damnation
Nuts & bolts & screws with no social class
They got nothing but a sad–sad situation
It's a sad, sad, sad situation
Nuts & bolts & screws, balls of brass
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
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 your Wolverine
Feed, feed the tension
Mean green killing machine
Killing machine
Killing machine
Mean green killing machine.
Credits
Writer(s): Carlo Verni, Robert Ellsworth
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