Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na - My Chemical Romance

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Na na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na


[Verse]


Drugs, gimme d

rugs, gimme dr

ugs
              
I don't need t

              
hem but I'll s

              
ell what you g


ot
              
Take the cash 

              
and I'll keep 

         
it eight legs 

to the wall
              
Hit the gas, k


ill 'em all
            
And we crawl, 

              
and we crawl, 

      
and we crawl
You be my detonator



Love, gimme lo

ve, gimme love
              
I don't need i

              
t but I'll tak

           
e what I want
              
From your hear

              
t and I'll kee

           
p it in a bag
              
In a box, put 

              
an X on the fl


oor
              
Gimme more, gi

  
mme more, gimm

e more

Shut up and si

ng it with me


[Chorus]


Na na-na-na, n

a-na-na-na-na-

na-na-na-na
              
From mall secu

              
rity to every 


enemy
           
  We're on you

             
r property sta

         
nding in V for

mation
             
 let's blow an

              
 artery, eat p

      
lastic surgery
           
 Keep your apo

             
logy give us m

     
ore detonation



(More! Gimme more! Gimme more!)


[Verse]

              
Oh, let me tel

              
l ya 'bout the

  
 sad man
              
Shut up and le

              
t me see your 

           
jazz hands
              
Remember when 

          
you were a mad

man
              
Thought you wa

        
s Batman
              
Hit the party 

   
with a gas can
  
Kiss me you an

imal


[Chorus]


Na na-na-na, n

a-na-na-na-na-

na-na-na-na
              
You run the co

  
mpany.
              
F*** like a Ke

     
nnedy
              
I think we'd r

             
ather be burni

         
ng your inform

ation

Na na-na-na, n

a-na-na-na-na-

na-na-na-na
              
Lets blow and 

   
artery
              
Eat plastic su

 
rgery
              
Keep your apol

             
ogy give us mo

             
re detonation


[Bridge]

           
And right here

      
 right now
           
All the way in

   
 Battery City
             
Little childre

             
n, raise their

              
 open filthy p


alms
Like tiny daggers up to heaven
          
And all the ju

              
vee halls and 

  
Ritalin rats
            
Ask angels mad

              
e from neon an

            
d f**cking gar

bage
            
Scream out "Wh

#
at will save u

s?"
And the sky opened up

              
Everybody want

              
s to change th

      
e world
            
Everybody want

              
s to change th

    
e world
             
But no one, no

           
 one wants to 

      
die

Wanna try, wan

na try, wanna 

try
     
Wanna try, wan

na try, oh

I'll be your d

etonator

(    )


[Chorus]


Na na-na-na, n

a-na-na-na-na-

na-na-na-na
              
Make no apolog

    
ies
              
It’s death or 

    
victory

On my authorit

y 

Crash and burn

Young and load

ed

Na na-na-na, n

a-na-na-na-na-

na-na-na-na
              
Drop like a bu

          
llet shell
              
Dress like a s

           
leeper cell
              
I'd rather go 

             
to hell than b

              
e in purgatory
             
Cut my hair ga

       
g and bore me
             
Pull this pin 

             
let this world

    
 explode

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