My head in reverse Mind controlled Align wires in cortical rows Nano electrodes pulse the thrum One note to beat my heart, beat my heart like a drum Battle stations go Armed and ready to blow Yes, I know 9 to 5 hours in that glass tower All the time in the world to expire Words roll around in brain, on tongue One note to beat my heart, beat my heart like a drum Battle stations go Armed and ready to blow Yes, I know Bugs on the ceiling Crawling inside I've got a fever of a hundred and nine Sweat beading in time To the rhythm in my lungs One note to beat my heart, beat my heart like a drum Battle stations go Armed and ready to blow Bridge has lost control Armed and ready to blow Yes, I know