Seven sticks of dynamite, fuse the morning fuse the night Lipstick like dynamite, seven sticks of dynamite Lipstick like dynamite (dynamite) Fuse the morning, fuse the night Who wants to dance who wants to slow dance With that rabbit down the hole rabbit

On the side of the freeway in the car Hey Mr. Jack Hey where you at? Put your hands up Get out of the car Fuck you pig Seven a.m. morning Came to take us away