Black smoke and fumes
Calamity looms
Greedy green eyes
Agents of demise

We've only just begun
We're already coming undone
Jealous, jaded jerks
Mucking up the works

It's on the wing, what's happening
There's someone on the wing
A gremlin perched upon our fate
To crash and burn everything
Nibbling, fiddling, meddling
And munching on our wires
The gremlins on our wings
Are the pests of our desires

Dark and dreary days
Within your murky, miasmic maze
Caught in your dull gaze
Mired in your tired ways

Restless little scamp
Messing with my amp
Doing your foul job
Fiddling with my knob

It's on the wing, what's happening
There's someone on the wing
A gremlin perched upon our fate
To crash and burn everything
Nibbling, fiddling, meddling
And munching on our wires
The gremlins on our wings
Are the pests of our desires

We've only just begun
Coming undone...