Who’s got a hand on the crackdown
Who’s got the word on the double talk
Hands on the wheel and a flash of steel
We got a secret letter with a government seal

And a ticket for a Doomsday run
We’re going on a Doomsday run
Ticket for a Doomsday run
Bomb’s away

Got a ticket for a doomsday run
We’re going on a doomsday run
Ticket for a doomsday run
I never get it wrong
I always get it right

Nerves are pinched but the Heads are calm
The cargo’s all loaded and the red light’s on
Check the map you navigator sap
Or we’ll all end up with our heads in our lap

And a ticket for a Doomsday run
We’re going on a Doomsday run
Ticket for a Doomsday run
I never get it wrong
I always get it right

Ticket for a Doomsday run
We’re going on a Doomsday run
Got a ticket for a Doomsday run
I never get it wrong
I always get it right

Who’s in charge better ask the sarge
If you wanna go there
He’s got the word on the double talk
If you run well you better walk

This way out
This way out
This way out
This way out

Artist: Wall Of Voodoo
Album: Dark Continent
Release Date: 1981
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