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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

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
Welcome to the new age, to the new age

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh
I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh
I'm radioactive, radioactive

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

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

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
Welcome to the new age, to the new age

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh
I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh
I'm radioactive, radioactive

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