Hey   Are you mother fuckers ready   Are you ready to roll   I think we'll start a commotion   A disaster we're after   Mother may feel love      Come to hate her son   On the day we're born all ready to go   Come on let's go   Got a frame of lead that's ready to roll      A model to take and set it off   Come on let's go   A part of me take to overcome   Living, sitting, in a fucking balloon flying      Floating, pushing, hoping that a storm will come   And offer me relief   Face my space alone   I am on my own      Are you mother fuckers ready   Are you ready to roll   I think we'll start a commotion   A disaster we are after   Living, sitting, in a fucking balloon flying      Floating, pushing, hoping that a storm will come   And offer me relief      Mother help me   I can't help it   Take my breath and run away      Save those breaths for rainy days   Take my breath and run away today      Living, sitting, in a fucking balloon flying   Floating, pushing, hoping that a storm will come   And offer me relief      "You people must have faith. You must not be stampeded by rumors or guessings. Let us unite in panicking fear."