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Well, I was blown out of bed, hit in the head

I saw three flashes of atomic red Spun around town, shot in the ground

Swirled and swirled three times faster than sound

It was a fifty megatons

It was a fifty megatons

It was a fifty megatons hydrogen

Like they rate an atomic bomb

He´s got black cope leather jacket

Like Marlon Brando wore

But if you cross his path

You might make your very last mistake

He´ll stab you down with a switchblade knife

Ma-ma-ma, he´s too fast to live

But much too young to die!