I'm waking up to ash and dust,

I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust,

I'm breathing in, the chemicals, gahh ahhh.

I'm breaking in, shaping up,

then checking out on the prison bus.

This is it, the apocalypse, woah.

.

I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones

Enough to make my systems go

Welcome to the new age, to the new age.

Welcome to the new age, to the new age.

Woah, woah, I'm radioactive, radioactive.

Woah, woah, I'm radioactive, radioactive.

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I raise my flag and dye my clothes,

It's a revolution I suppose.

We're painted red, to fit right in, woah.

I'm breaking in, shaping up,

then checking out on the prison bus.

This is it, the apocalypse, woah.

.

I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones

Enough to make my systems go

Welcome to the new age, to the new age.

Welcome to the new age, to the new age.

Woah, woah, I'm radioactive, radioactive.

Woah, woah, I'm radioactive, radioactive.

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All systems go, sun hasn't died.

Deep in my bones, straight from inside.

.

I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones

Enough to make my systems go

Welcome to the new age, to the new age.

Welcome to the new age, to the new age.

Woah, woah, I'm radioactive, radioactive.

Woah, woah, I'm radioactive, radioactive.