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Chorus:
Get up, get up, get up, drop the bombshell
Get up, get up, this is out of control
Get up, get up, get up, drop the bombshell
Get up, get up, (get gone)

Now look who’s coming, yeah, look who’s back
Quick, drop the bombshell straight to the track
21st century killing machine
Burnt on the inside, a five-headed team
Now I’m not the same because you’re not the same
And you’re not the same because I’m not the same
And we’re not the same this could never be the same
And we just want to survive

:Chorus:

Now you want to save us and you want it all
And you want the trasmit because you want the call
And you want the one that makes the worlds the collide
But since that has happened it has grown twice inside

(I’m not the same)

:Chorus:

Get up, get up (drop the bombshell)

:Chorus:

(everybody should drop the bomb)

Yeah!