My Chemical Romance ☆ Na Na Na

“Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na
Drugs gimme drugs
gimme drugs
I don’t need it
but I’ll sell what you got
Take the cash and I’ll keep it
Eight legs to the wall
Hit the gas kill them all
And we crawl and we crawl
and we crawl
You be my detonator
Love gimme love gimme love
I don’t need it but I’ll take
what I want from your heart
And I’ll keep it in a bag in a box
Put an X on the floor
Gimme more gimme more gimme more
Shut up and sing it with me
Na Na Na Na Na Na
From mall security
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
To every enemy
Na Na Na Na Na Na
We’re on your property
Standing in V formation
Na Na Na Na Na Na
Lets blow an artery
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Eat plastic surgery
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Keep your apology
Give us more detonation
More Gimme more Gimme more
Oh let me tell you bout the sad man
Shut up and
let me see your jazz hands
Remember when you were a madman
Thought you was Batman
And hit the party with a gas can
Kiss me you animal
Na Na Na Na Na Na
You run the company
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Fuck like a Kennedy
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
I think wed rather be
Burning your information
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Lets blow an artery
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Eat plastic surgery
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Keep your apology
Give us more detonation
Right here right now
All the way in Battery City
Little children raise
their open filthy palms
Like tiny daggers up to heaven
And all the Juvee Halls
and the ritalin rats
Ask angels made from neon
and fucking garbage
Scream out What will save us
And the sky opened up
Everybody wants to change the world
Everybody wants to change the world
But no one no one wants to die
Wanna try wanna try wanna try
Wanna try wanna try now
I’ll be your detonator
Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Make no apologies
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
It’s death or victory
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
On my authority
Crash and burn young and loaded
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Drop like a bullet shell
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Dress like a sleeper cell
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
I’d rather go to hell
Then be in a purgatory
Cut my hair gag and bore me
Pull this pin let this world explode

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