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