"Look alive, sunshine... 109 in the sky and the pigs won't quit, you're here with me, Dr. Death Defying. I'll be your surgeon, your proctor, your helicopter. pumpin' out the slaughtermatic sounds to keep you alive. A system failure for the masses Anti-matter for the master plan Louder than God's revolver and twice as shiny This one's for all of you rock'n'rollers All you crash queens and motor babies Listen up!"