My lyrics interpretation.
Na Na Na Naa
Drugs gimme drugs gimme drugs, I dont need em.
But I'll sell, what you got
Take the cash, and I'll keep it,
Eight legs to the wall,
Hit the gas, Kill 'em all!
And we crawl and we crawl and we crawl,
Please be my detonator,
Gimme love, Gimme love, Gimme love
I don't need it.
But I'll take what I want from your heart and keep it,
In a bag IN A BOX with a with an x on the floor.
Gimme more, gimme more, gimme more
Shut up and sing it with me.
Na Na Na Naa
For my security,
To every enemy,
We're on your property,
Standing in a 'V' formation.
It's for an honarary,
In plastic surgery,
Put down (apology)?
Give us our detonation.
Love gimme love gimme love,
Let me tell you 'bout the sly man
Shut up and let me see to see your jazz hands,
Remember when you were a mad man,
Thought you a phat man (?)
Hit the party with a gas can, kiss me you animal!
NA NA NA
You run the company,
(fucking kennedy)?
I think we'd rather be burning your information
For an honourary
In plastic surgery
Give no apology,
Give us more detonation!
"And right here, right now, all the way in battle to city, for those chosen, raise their open filthy palms, like tiny daggers up to heaven, and all the juvy halls and the running rats and angels made from neon and fucking garbage scream out water will save us, and the sky opened up
And the world is changing now, every body wants to change to world,
But no one, no one wants to die, wanna try, wanna try, wanna try.
NA NA NA
With no apology
(stuff your gerbs I think he's swearing)
On my authority,
Crash and burn young and loaded,
Drop like a bullet shell
Just like a sleeper cell
I'd rather go to hell, than be in a purgatory
Cut my hair gag and bore me
Pull the pin let this world
Explooooode.
Drugs gimme drugs gimme drugs, I dont need em.
But I'll sell, what you got
Take the cash, and I'll keep it,
Eight legs to the wall,
Hit the gas, Kill 'em all!
And we crawl and we crawl and we crawl,
Please be my detonator,
Gimme love, Gimme love, Gimme love
I don't need it.
But I'll take what I want from your heart and keep it,
In a bag IN A BOX with a with an x on the floor.
Gimme more, gimme more, gimme more
Shut up and sing it with me.
Na Na Na Naa
For my security,
To every enemy,
We're on your property,
Standing in a 'V' formation.
It's for an honarary,
In plastic surgery,
Put down (apology)?
Give us our detonation.
Love gimme love gimme love,
Let me tell you 'bout the sly man
Shut up and let me see to see your jazz hands,
Remember when you were a mad man,
Thought you a phat man (?)
Hit the party with a gas can, kiss me you animal!
NA NA NA
You run the company,
(fucking kennedy)?
I think we'd rather be burning your information
For an honourary
In plastic surgery
Give no apology,
Give us more detonation!
"And right here, right now, all the way in battle to city, for those chosen, raise their open filthy palms, like tiny daggers up to heaven, and all the juvy halls and the running rats and angels made from neon and fucking garbage scream out water will save us, and the sky opened up
And the world is changing now, every body wants to change to world,
But no one, no one wants to die, wanna try, wanna try, wanna try.
NA NA NA
With no apology
(stuff your gerbs I think he's swearing)
On my authority,
Crash and burn young and loaded,
Drop like a bullet shell
Just like a sleeper cell
I'd rather go to hell, than be in a purgatory
Cut my hair gag and bore me
Pull the pin let this world
Explooooode.