This document is song lyrics that describe an apocalyptic scene. It uses imagery of waking up to ash and dust, feeling radioactive in one's bones, and systems being blown to depict a post-apocalyptic world. The lyrics welcome the reader to a "new age" and describe being "painted red to fit right in" to a revolutionary situation. It concludes by repeating the refrain of feeling radioactive.
This document is song lyrics that describe an apocalyptic scene. It uses imagery of waking up to ash and dust, feeling radioactive in one's bones, and systems being blown to depict a post-apocalyptic world. The lyrics welcome the reader to a "new age" and describe being "painted red to fit right in" to a revolutionary situation. It concludes by repeating the refrain of feeling radioactive.
This document is song lyrics that describe an apocalyptic scene. It uses imagery of waking up to ash and dust, feeling radioactive in one's bones, and systems being blown to depict a post-apocalyptic world. The lyrics welcome the reader to a "new age" and describe being "painted red to fit right in" to a revolutionary situation. It concludes by repeating the refrain of feeling radioactive.
Bm D A E I'm waking up to ash and dust Whoa E Bm I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust Bm D D A I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones I'm breathing in the chemicals A E Bm D A Enough to make my systems blow I'm breaking in, shaping up Bm D Welcome to the new age, to the new E age Then checking out on the prison bus A E Bm D A Welcome to the new age, to the new This is it, the apocalypse age E Bm D A Whoa E Whoa-oh, whoa, I'm radioactive, Bm D radioactive I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones Bm D A A E E Enough to make my systems blow Whoa-oh, whoa, I'm radioactive, Bm D radioactive Welcome to the new age, to the new age A E Bm D A E Welcome to the new age, to the new All systems go, sun hasn't died age Bm D A E Bm D A Deep in my bones, straight from inside E Whoa-oh, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive Bm D Bm D A I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones E A E Whoa-oh, whoa, I'm radioactive, Enough to make my systems blow radioactive Bm D Welcome to the new age, to the new age Bm D A A E I raise my flags, dye my clothes Welcome to the new age, to the new E Bm age It's a revolution, I suppose Bm D A D A E We're painted red to fit right in Whoa-oh, whoa, I'm radioactive, E radioactive Whoa Bm D A Bm D A E I'm breaking in, shaping up Whoa-oh, whoa, I'm radioactive, E radioactive Then checking out on the prison bus
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