Hello little boys, little toys. We're the dreams you're believing,
crawling up the walls running down your face.
Razor sharp, razor clean feel the weapon's sensation
on your back with loaded guns.

Now hold onto me pretty baby
if you want to fly,
I'm gonna melt the fever
sugar rolling back your eyes. 

We're gonna ride the race cars

We're gonna dance on fire

Supersonic overdrive

So what's it gonna take? Silver shadow believer,
spock rocker with your dirty eyes;
It's a chance gonna move, gonna fuck up
 your ego silly boy gonna make you cry!

Now hold onto me pretty baby if you want to fly,
I'm gonna melt the fever sugar rolling back your eyes.

If what they say is true you're a boy - and I'm a girl, I will never fall in love with you-