I'm waking up to ash and dust I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust I'm breathing in the chemicals

I'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus This is it, the apocalypse Whoa oh

I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones Enough to make my system blow Welcome to the new age, to the new age Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive

I raise my flag and dye my clothes It's a revolution, I suppose We're painted red to fit right in Whoa oh

All systems go, the sun hasn't died Deep in my bones, straight from inside