Right On Target - Electric Frankenstein

They say the city is so mean

And the suburbs

So very clean

We’re dodging bullets

In the streets

Or blocking brain

Washing techniques

I’m back on track

Thought I was a goner

But it wasn’t meant to be

I’m right on target (prelude to riot)

Now there’s no stoppin' me

They might shoot you

Full of holes

But sometimes they

Want your soul

Suburban commandos

Full of ammo

Down in flames

Too hot to handle

I’m back on track

Thought I was a goner

But it wasn’t meant to be

I’m right on target (prelude to riot)

Now there’s no stoppin' me

Up against the wall mother-fucker

It’s social punks out

On parade

Wait till tomorrow

And see who’s still

Left standing

It high society’s

Low-life's full of rage

I’m back on track

Thought I was a goner

But it wasn’t meant to be

I’m right on target (prelude to riot)

Now there’s no stoppin' me