AT THE TENDER AGE
OF THREE
I WAS HOOKED TO
A MACHINE
JUST TO KEEP MY MOUTH
FROM SPOUTIN' JUNK
HA
MUST HAVE
TOOK ME FOR A FOOL
'CAUSE THEY
CHUCKED ME
OUTTA SCHOOL
'CAUSE THE
TEACHER KNEW
I HAD THE FUNK
BUT TONIGHT
I'M ON THE EDGE
YOU'D BETTER SHUT ME
IN THE FRIDGE
'CAUSE I'M BURNING UP
I'M BURNIN' UP
WITH THE VISION
IN MY BRAIN
AND THE MUSIC
IN MY VEINS
AND THE DIRTY RHYTHM
IN MY BLOOD
THEY ARE MESSING
WITH MY HEART
AND THEY'RE MESSING
WITH MY HEART
AND THEY'RE MESSING
WITH MY HEART
WON'T STOP MESSING
WITH MY
UH RIPPING ME APART
HYPERACTIVE
WHEN I'M SMALL
HYPERACTIVE
NOW I'M GROWN
HYPERACTIVE
AND THE NIGHT IS YOUNG
IN A MINUTE I'LL BLOW
AND THEY'RE MESSING
WITH MY HEART
KEEP ON MESSING
WITH MY HEART
AH RIPPING RIPPING
RIPPING RIPPING
RIPPING ME APART
SEMAPHORE
OUT ON THE FLOOR
MESSAGES
FROM OUTER SPACE
DEEP
HEAT
FOR THE FEET
THE RHYTHM OF
YOUR HEARTBEAT
'CAUSE THE MUSIC
OF THE STREET
IT ISN'T ANY RAP-ATTACK
IT ISN'T ANY RAP-ATTACK
RAP-A RAP-A RAP-A
TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TACK
I CAN REACH INTO
YOUR HOMES
LIKE AN ITCH IN
YOUR HEADPHONES
YOU CAN'T TURN IT UP
HUH YOW OW
I'M THE SHAPE IN
YOUR BACK ROOM
I'M THE BREATHER
ON THE PHONE
AND I'M BURNING UP
BUT THERE'S ONE THING
I MUST SAY
'FORE THEY
LOCK ME UP AGAIN
YOU'D BE SAFER
AT THE BACK
WHEN I'M HAVING AN
ATTACK
ATTACK
ATTACK