Birth Control - Get Ready to Run lyrics

1, 2 - 1, 2, 3 Everybody listen Hosts of famished mummies crossed the Nile Leavin' d**h and chaos Walkin' corpses – Buddy get it right They k** without frustration, blind with rage Black d**h is comin', will it seal our fate It makes a claim of bare life, hope and food They beat us to a mummy, ain't got nothin' to lose Yeah, you got nothin' to lose Panic pandemonium Not for the world stand rooted to the ground Apologies are useless Take a seat in any underground Now the wheels are rolling, hear the clown Rope ladders to the moon for sure sold out They make a claim to your life, hope and foot They beat us to a mummy, ain't got nothin' to lose Get ready to run, get ready to run No superstition gonna save your sun Get ready to run, get ready to run Get out of here Get ready to run, get ready to run No possibility to overcome Get ready to run, get ready to run Get out of here, we go to hell can't stop insanity Get out! Get ready to run, get ready to run No superstition gonna save your sun Get ready to run, get ready to run Get out of here Get ready to run, get ready to run No possibility better make (??their??) going wrong Get ready to run, get ready to run Get out of here, we go to hell can't stop insanity Get ready while the (??darken??) sends Get ready to run