So hey man, check this out, downtown's a riot and something's spreadin through the crowd Try channel 9, I'm pretty sure they're headed straight for this part of town I can't be certain, but I swear I hear them just outside There's no way that this is real, so COUNT ME IN
So grab something sharp, find some cover, kill the lights and nail the back door shut This isn't funny any more, oh no, THIS MEANS WAR Don't take this the wrong way, but I'd much rather choke and die than sit alone and fall without a fight
So call the neighbor kids with trash can lids and buckets on their heads Cause I'm telling you, we're gonna need a little help tonight
And there she was, glaring, through olive eyes and chalk white skin I want you to know that I won't be holding back tonight She stole my heart I'll be taking hers with a lawn dart now But look at the bright side, it's not like she had one there to start
And something tells me, it's gonna be a long night
So grab something sharp, find some cover, kill the lights and nail the back door shut This isn't funny any more, oh no, THIS MEANS WAR And something tells me, it's gonna be a long night
So call the neighbor kids with trash can lids and buckets on their heads Cause I'm telling you, we're gonna need a little help tonight