Lyrics:

I make explosions when I can
Napalms stuck to my hand
If I blow up, I won't give a damn
Got a hand grenade in the pocket of my pants
Here comes the blast
I'll take you out like I'm a cozzie
Here comes the blast
Shield yourself with someone else's body
Pieces are falling from the ceiling
To the roof, they'll under your head
Can you name a more scary feeling?
Well, I guess, at least you're not dead
Here comes the blast
I'll take you out like I'm a cozzie
Here comes the blast
Shield yourself with someone else's body
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah
Pieces are flying off the wall
Til the brick almost hit your head
That was such a close call
Well, I guess, at least you're not dead
Here comes the blast
I'll take you out like I'm a cozzie
Here comes the blast
Shield yourself with someone else's body
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah