Blast off!
Нe try to shoot you with precision,
Take your face off!
Young disciple it’s a lie.
He was hung up
By the meaning of existence,
You’ll be let down,
So don’t you follow with your eye.
Velociraptor!
He’s gonna find ya!
He’s gonna kill ya!
He’s gonna eat ya!
You’re on the outskirts
Of his kingdom,
So keep your head down,
Veloci-Velociraptor!
Shake down!
Go get your suitcase,
Call a director,
Film everyone in sight,
Cause there’s an air raid.
You wanna get laid?
But he is closing
And he ain’t toothless man.
Velociraptor!
He’s gonna find ya!
He’s gonna kill ya!
He’s gonna eat ya!
You’re on the outskirts
Of his kingdom,
So keep your head down,
Veloci-Velociraptor
Ohh, there’s nothing to it, there’s nothing to it man!
Ohh, there’s nothing to it, there’s nothing to it man!
And now you’re lying there just staring at the moon,
He just wanna suck your blood.
Blast off!
Unavoidable collision,
Getting scared now
Cause there is nowhere left to hide.
Are you ready?
Hear the scratching getting closer,
There’s no food left,
And you’re the only one alive.
The voodoo, the vaccine, the boredom, the routine
Dictating your movements, it’s all got too much,
For the addicts, the maniacs, the papers, the vapour,
The pressure of so called normal behaviour!
Ohh, there’s nothing to it, there’s nothing to it man
Ohh, there’s nothing to it, there’s nothing to it man
Meanwhile in city streets as everyone’s asleep
He just wanna suck your blood
Velociraptor!
He’s gonna find ya!
He’s gonna kill ya!
He’s gonna eat ya!
You’re on the outskirts
Of his kingdom,
So keep your head down,
Veloci-Velociraptor!