Whoa, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh
Whoa
I'm waking up to ash and dust
I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust
I'm breathing in the chemicals
(inhale) (exhale)I'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus
This is it, the apocalypse
WhoaI'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
Enough to make my systems blow
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactiveI raise my flags, don my clothes
It's a revolution, I suppose
We're painted red to fit right in
WhoaI'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus
This is it, the apocalypse
WhoaI'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
Enough to make my systems blow
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactiveAll systems go, the sun hasn't died
Deep in my bones, straight from insideI'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
Enough to make my systems blow
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive
Songwriters
ALEXANDER JUNIOR GRANT, DANIEL COULTER REYNOLDS, DANIEL WAYNE SERMON, BENJAMIN ARTHUR MCKEE, JOSHUA FRANCIS MOSSERPublished by
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