Get off the streets and rise from the pressureAnd burst out laughing, get offWhere the cops all wear leather-eyed amphetamine staresBleed kid, get off the street kidEverybody knows it's going to explode you seeBleed kid, get off the street kidEverybody knows it's all wired, it's all wiredWeatherman, think it overYou've got a moment's respiteWeatherman, get it overInfiltrate your insideThere was a film, there was a nightmareCielo Drive up on the right thereSome people say the weather's no different>From what we had yesterdayBut there's a house on the hillWhere the children all kill their playthingsAnd plant them like barrels of toxic hatredBleed kid, get off the street kidEverybody knows it's going to explode you seeBleed kid, get off the street kidEverybody knows it's all wired, it's all wiredWeatherman, you get it overWe penetrate your disguiseWeatherman, get it overTwist the fork in her spineBleed kid, get off the street kidWeatherman, you're taking overWeatherman, get it over

 

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