Set it Off

Set it Off

Set it Off

Right

Right

Right

Into the Heat of the Fight

Do it All Night

Do it All Night

Do it it All Night

Right down to the baseboards

Bring it on Back to Me

Bring it on Back to Me

Bring it on Back to Me

Like you’re a Bangarang, Baby

Slippery Hurst and Rubber Wide

I’m flying down the lines of reality

With my dreams sitting passenger side

Baby we can live like a dream

Of Race Cars of Lucky Charms

Fat Boy Tire Propelling my dreams

I need you to have those electric blues

With pupils Wide and Black

I need you to have my back

I need you I just need you like I thrive on bad news from the back of the bus

Maybe we can be a painting hung in lofty halls

Maybe you can be the Gal of Valhalla that I need you to be

Maybe we can ride out the storm

The way Jim Morrison learned from his Dad

Maybe we can

Maybe we can

Maybe we can

Live our lives in unison

Come on Over to Me

Oh Baby, Why don’t you Come on over to Me

We can

We can

We can

Carve our reality from cold hard stone

Set it Place so that it can Last Forever

You and Me

Stuck at the End of Forever

In a Simple Melody

Free like an Eagle

With Talons of Destiny

Stoke the Fires of Freedom

With Flames of Righteous Truth

Smacking Down like Samuel L Jackson

While taking about Socio-Economic Policy

Baby why Won’t you come Over

You know we could really Set it Off

Set it Off

Set it Off

Like Drunk Serena Williams

You sure do know how to be a Real One

Real One

Real Ones Set it Off

From Boston Harbor

To Rocky Mountain Horror Show Mountain Tops

We could Set it Off in a del sol

Drive into the sunset singing 1960’s Soul

So why don’t you wiggle your sweet behind

And get out of those blue jeans

I want to know if there’s a party in your panties