Wicked      Exit signs, burning red   Paying fines, move ahead      Oh, I am the wicked one      Stringing bells on your knees   Decorate, so you please      Oh, I am the wicked one      Moderate how it's shown   Never leave it alone      I am the wicked one      Blind, blind   To the fence around your mind   Tied, tied   To the gate to be refined   Grind, grind   Paper-thin and very fine   Ride, ride   Through the windshield we all fly