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
A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.
Sign in to post the first listener note. Reporting stays open to everyone.