Video My Chemical Romance - Na Na Na

Na Na Na

My Chemical Romance

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Drugs, gimme drugs, gimme drugs
I don't need it but I'll sell whatcha got
Take the cash and I'll keep it
Eight legs on the wall, hit the gas, kill em' all
And we crawl and we crawl and we crawl!
You be my detonator!

Love, gimme me love, gimme me love
I don't need it but I take what I want from your heart
And I keep it in a bag, in a box
Put an 'x' on the floor
Gimme me more, gimme me more, gimme me more!
Shut up and sing it with me!

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na
From mall security
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na
To every enemy
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na
We're on your property
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Standing in a V-formation

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Let's blow an artery
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Eat plastic surgery
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Keep your apology
Give us more detonation!

More, gimme more, gimme more
Oh, let me tell you about the sad man
Shut up and let me see your jazz hands
Remember when you were a mad man
Thought you was Batman
And hit the party with a gas can
Kiss me you animal!

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
You run the company
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Fuck like a Kennedy
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
I think we'd rather be
Burning your information

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Let's blow an artery
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Eat plastic surgery
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Keep your apology
Give us more detonation!

Right here, right now
All the way in battery city
Little children raise your open filthy palms
Like tiny daggers up to heaven
And all the juvee halls, and the ritalin rats
Ask angels made from neon, and fucking garbage scream out
"What will save us?"
And the sky opened up
Everybody wants to change the world
Everybody wants to change the world
But no one, no one wants to die
Wanna try?
Wanna try?
Wanna try?
Wanna try?
Wanna try?
Now!
I'll be your detonator!

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Make no apologies
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
It's death or victory
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
On my authority
Crash and burn, young and loaded!

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Drop like a bullet shell
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Dress like a sleeper cell
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
I'd rather go to hell
Than be in purgatory
Cut my hair
Gag and bore me
Pull this pin
Let this world explode!