Magick

You're like a rain cloud, if it rained mushroom clouds
Everybody hits the ground, arms folded, head down
You're like a missile strike, government goes underground
Warhead on legs, what goes around, comes around

What goes around, comes around
What goes around, comes around
What goes around, comes around
What goes around, comes around
What goes around, comes around
What goes around, comes around

So turn the radio on, so turn the radio up
So turn the radio up, loud and get down
Let your body move, let your body sway
Listen to the music play, it's magick, it's magick

You're like a storm tower if it had firepower
Everything you touch burns, scorched earth
Water tower, burned up to the ground
Zombies running all around, eventually we hit the mall
Lock it down at nightfall

So turn the radio on, so turn the radio up
So turn the radio up, loud and get down
Let your body move, let your body sway
Listen to the music play, it's magick, it's magick

I wish I had secret powers, I'd burn all of the power hungry clowns
And then I'll shut 'em down, give 'em radios and yo's
And wake 'em up with jams on right after I disappear
Then disarm, disarm, disarm
Don't watch the record go round

Listen to the magick, magick, magick
Listen to the magick, and watch the record go round
Listen to the magick, magick, magick
Listen to the magick, and watch the record go round

Goes around, comes around
Because what comes around, goes around