Exit signs, burning red Paying fines, move ahead Oh, I am the wicked one Decorate, so you please
Stringing bells on your knees
Oh, I am the wicked one Never leave it alone Moderate how it's shown
I am the wicked one Blind, blind To the fence around your mind Tied, tied To the gate to be refined Paper-thin and very fine Grind, grind Ride, ride Through the windshield we all fly