Na Na Na Na Na Na Na ~

I’m currently very hooked on this new song by My Chemical Romance!

It’s so catchy, fun and the MV is so so so funny!

Like what their commenter said, “My Chemical Romance has become the Power Rangers of the new world”.

Check out their lyric video as well!

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My favorite hero now is Killjoys Party Poison!
Wooo~

Lyrics:

The future is bulletproof
The aftermath is secondary
It’s time to do it now and do it loud
KIlljoys make some noise!

(Na Na Na…)

Drugs
Gimme drugs
Gimme drugs
I don’t need it
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
You be my detonator

Love
Gimme love
Gimme love
I don’t need it
But I’ll take what I want
From your heart
And I’ll keep it
In a bag
In a box
Put an X on the floor
Gimme more
Gimme more
Gimme more
Shut up and sing it with me

(Na Na Na…)

From mall security
(Na na na…)
To every enemy
(Na na na…)
We’re on your property
Standing in V formation

(Na Na Na…)

Let’s Blow an artery
(Na na na…)
Eat plastic surgery
(Na na na…)
Keep your apology
Give us more detonation

(More! Gimme more! Gimme more!)

Oh, let me tell ya ’bout the sad man
Shut up and let me see your jazz hands
Remember when you were a madman
Thought you was BATMAN!!!
and hit the party with a gas can
[- From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/m/my-chemical-romance-lyrics/na-na-na-lyrics.html -]
Kiss me you animal

(Na Na Na…)

You run the company
(Na na na…)
Fuck like a kennedy
(Na na na…)
I think we’d rather be
Burning your information

Let’s blow an artery
(Na na na…)
Eat plastic surgery
(Na na na…)
Keep your apology
Give us more detonation

And right here
Right now
All the way in Battery City
The Little children
Raised their open filthy palms
Like tiny daggers up to heaven
And all the juvee halls
And the Ritalin rats
Ask angels made from neon and fucking garbage
Scream out “What will save us?”
And the sky opened up

Everybody wants to change the world
Everybody wants to change the world
But no one,
No one wants to die
Wanna try, wanna try, wanna try
Wanna try, wanna try, now
I’ll be your detonator

(Guitar solo)

(Na Na Na…)

Make no apology
It’s Death or Victory
On my authority
Crash and burn
Young and loaded

Drop like a bulletshell
Dress like a sleeper cell
I’d rather go to hell
Then be in purgatory
Cut my hair
Gag and bore me
Pull this pin
Let this world explode

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