We live the lives, baby
We sculpt the seconds, yeah!
Yeah we craft the clock, baby
(tick-tock-tick-tock)

My time is my own, baby
Saturday freedom, yeah
Seven days a week, right?
(tick-tock-tick-tock)

Reclaim the day, child
Set yourself free, yes
We're gonna get it on!
(yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

The time is now child,
Numbers on the rise, yeah
Gonna metamorphasize!
(yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

ONE- gonna rise up, people up!
TWO- acquisition of the thrown, baby
THREE- take it in the street!

UNLOCK THE GATE...
ONE- stage a charge,
TWO- numbers swell,
THREE- and we're gonna get it on
FOUR!

Right on, Right on,
Ride on, Baby, Ride on!

I'm here to tell you children,
that their dream is over-
and from their fertile ashes,
the great bird rises!


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