Magick

You're like a rain cloud, if it rained mushroom clouds Everybody hits the ground, arms folded, head down You're like a missile strike, government goes underground Warhead on legs, what goes around, comes around What goes around, comes around What goes around, comes around What goes around, comes around What goes around, comes around What goes around, comes around What goes around, comes around So turn the radio on, so turn the radio up So turn the radio up, loud and get down Let your body move, let your body sway Listen to the music play, it's magick, it's magick You're like a storm tower if it had firepower Everything you touch burns, scorched earth Water tower, burned up to the ground Zombies running all around, eventually we hit the mall Lock it down at nightfall So turn the radio on, so turn the radio up So turn the radio up, loud and get down Let your body move, let your body sway Listen to the music play, it's magick, it's magick I wish I had secret powers, I'd burn all of the power hungry clowns And then I'll shut 'em down, give 'em radios and yo's And wake 'em up with jams on right after I disappear Then disarm, disarm, disarm Don't watch the record go round Listen to the magick, magick, magick Listen to the magick, and watch the record go round Listen to the magick, magick, magick Listen to the magick, and watch the record go round Goes around, comes around Because what comes around, goes around