Collision Course

[Tim:]
Did I mention to you about my punk rock radio?
Words don't apply on my personal stereo
Transistor party and they're feeling alright
Put all my speakers on blasting the reggae all the night

Sham 69, roots reggae on my table
With a 45 record too, on the turntable
With the turntable kicking, man, four AM
When the sun come a rising and let the song begin

We're on a mission
Got no remorse
One hundred miles an hour
Collision course

[Lars:]
Well, the glow of the light on my radio dial
For better beats from the record file
I dropped the needle watching cretins hop
While I'm playing Pac-man at the record shop

Deep in the night in the chaos slums
My rhythm gets driven by the beat of drums
45, 33 RPM
Hey, Mr DJ, let us in!

We're on a mission
Got no remorse
One hundred miles an hour
Collision course