Everybody's Got A Ticket To Ride Except For Me And My Lightning - Beatallica

C’mon, it’s such a joy, c’mon you metal boy

C’mon let’s take it easy

C’mon let’s make it sleazy

Everybody’s got a ticket to ride

Except for me and my lightning

Your insides ooze out, the electrodes are in The electrodes are in so your eyeballs pop out

Someone controlling me Can’t be happening to me Sweat-chilling cold, I watch death unfold

How true is this?

Get it over with

I think I’m gonna be dead, I think it’s today

Electric wires pinned to my head, I’m frying away

I’ve got a ticket to ride the lightning

Death is in the air, it’s bringing me down

Strapped in the electric chair, death is all around

Before I get to riding so high

Someone help me, oh please God help me Flashing before my eyes

Someone help me, oh please God help me Wakened by horrid scream burning in my brain

Freed from this frightening dream

I can feel the flame