(Glorious creatures of our future, to be induced by genetic manipulation)
A number one said he wins fight
A number two said "It's a Saturday night"
A number three said "Come look at the whore"
A number four said "Please, give me some more"
You gotta, gotta open your mind, girl
You gotta, gotta open your mind, girl
You gotta, gotta open your mind, girl
You gotta, gotta open your mind, girl
A number five said he Captain Kirk
A number six said "I want to hurt you, jerk"
A number seven said "I'm Peeping Tom"
A number eight said "Let's drop the bomb"
(You may think you're normal, but you are all product of mutation.
You may think you're normal, but you are all product of mutation.)
We're all dancing in a black hole
When all we wanna do is rock and roll
We're all dancing in a black hole
When all we wanna do is rock and roll
We're all dancing in a black hole
When all we wanna do is rock and roll
