You can tell me how to act But I ain't going out like that You can tell me what to do But this system rejected the fuse 'Cause I'm a two-ton truck, barreling down your road Fuel injected hazardous cargo I am kina hard to find and kinda hard to stop I am a jack-knife, baby, and I'm blowing up Everytime you roll the dice It comes up seven and you lose on the line Some people think they can control me But they cracked up fatal over three thousand feet I am a Fugazi broadcast communique The war is over but the landmines remain Manipulation of a sacred trust I am a live wire cross and I'll burn you up 9.0, the Richter scale, 9.0 Some walk away from me, they live to tell the tale But I'll be with you everyday Hiding in your shadow, waiting to escape So I can leap out blind and snap your neck on the street Or push you into the arms of the police You wanna know why the best swimmers always drown? 'Cause I'm a blackjack, honey, and I'll put you down