Lyrics:

Go, go, go!

Year of the rat, last of the litter
Somebody shot the babysitter
They say my middle name is Danger
The kind you keep away from strangers
I say, 'Woah oh oh oh-oh'
I'm out of control
Oh baby, when I see your pretty face
I say, 'Woah oh oh oh-oh'
God rest your fucking soul
'Cause baby, baby, I was born to kill

I pulled the trigger for the shooting stars
I am a motor in your crashing car
I am the cherub in the Arab spring
I am the bullet in your magazine
I say, 'Woah oh oh oh-oh'
I'm out of control
Oh baby, when I see your pretty face
I say, 'Woah oh oh oh-oh'
God rest your fucking soul
'Cause baby, baby, eyes
Oh baby, baby, eyes
Oh baby, baby, I was born to...
Kill