Text: The Melvins. Lexicon Devil.

Lexicon Devil with a battered brain
I'm looking for the future, the world's my aim
Gimme, gimme your hands, gimme, gimme your minds
Gimme, gimme your hands, gimme, gimme your minds
Gimme, gimme this, gimme, gimme that

Toy tin soldiers that can push and shove
Gun boy rovers that'll wreck this club
Build you up and level your heads
We'll run it my way, cold men and politics dead

Lexicon Devil with a battered brain
I'm looking for the future, the world's my aim
Gimme, gimme your hands, gimme, gimme your minds
Gimme, gimme your hands, gimme, gimme your minds
Gimme, gimme this, gimme, gimme that

Silver guns to drip old blood
We'll give this established joke a shove
We're gonna wreak havoc on this rancid mill
I'm searchin' for something even if I'm killed

Lexicon Devil with a battered brain
I'm looking for the future, the world's my aim
Gimme, gimme your hands, gimme, gimme your minds
Gimme, gimme your hands, gimme, gimme your minds
Gimme, gimme this, gimme, gimme that

Empty your pockets, don't need their change
I'm giving you the power to rearrange
Together we'll run to the highest prop
Tear it down and let it drop

Lexicon Devil with a battered brain
I'm looking for the future, the world's my aim
Gimme, gimme your hands, gimme, gimme your minds
Gimme, gimme your hands, gimme, gimme your minds
Gimme, gimme this, gimme, gimme that