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