Danger Days

Look alive, Sunshine. One-oh-nine in the sky but the pigs won't quit. You're here with me: Dr. Death Defying. I'll be your surgeon, your proctor, your helicopter. Pumpin' out the slaughtermatic sounds to keep you alive. A system failure for the masses, anti-matter for the master plan. Louder than God's revolver and twice as shiny. This one's for all of you rock'n'rollers, all you crash queens and motor babies.

Listen up! The future is bulletproof! The aftermath is secondary! It's time to do it now and do it loud!

Killjoys, make some noise!