Hey, young son
Bring me blood from a stone
From a drone
Hands to sky
You're gonna rectify
All the things you shouldn't do
Take a grip and rip it
Take a grip and let it rip
Free robots
And Molotovs
And everyone gets a gun
So light your flames
And bash their brains
To a pulp
Then sip your Big Gulp
Take a grip and rip it
Take a grip and let it rip
Bring me blood
From a stone
Bring me blood
From a drone
Bring me blood
From a stone
Bring me blood
So light your flames
And bash their brains
To a pulp
Sip your Big Gulp
Take a grip and rip it
Take a grip and let it rip
Bring Me blood