Lyrics:

When a problem needs a problem solver
guess who gets the call?
me that's all
you're dueling with a plugged revolver
well guess who dropped the ball?
the writing's on the wall

The French sent us a copper lady
Long since turning green
From New York to Los Angeles
and all points in between
burning fifty million megawatts of gasoline!

Oooh!

I accept my destiny
I shall start a legacy
The likes of which you've never seen
Make them rip it
Rip it clean
I accept my destiny
I am a ripping machine
So help me!

Rip it! Rip it!
Rip it! Rip it!
Rip it! Rip it!

You're listening to your politicians
They claim to speak to God
Can't you see it's just a fraud?
Your rituals and superstitions
Don't you find them kind of odd?
Might as well kneel before Zod

The French sent us a copper lady
Long since turning green
From New York to Los Angeles
And all points in-between
Burning fifty million megawatts of gasoline

Ooooh!

I accept my destiny
I shall start a legacy
The likes of which you've never seen
Make them rip it
Rip it clean
I accept my destiny
I am a ripping machine
So help me!

Rip it! Rip it!
Rip it! Rip it!
Rip it! Rip it!

Put me in motion
Drink the potion
Use the lotion
Drain the ocean
Cause commotion
Fake devotion
Entertain a notion
Be Nova Scotian

Drink the potion
Put me in motion
Use the lotion
Drain the ocean
Cause commotion
Fake devotion
Entertain a notion
Be Nova Scotian

Drink the potion
Put me in motion
Use the lotion
Drain the ocean
Cause commotion
Fake devotion
Be Nova Scotian
Be Nova Scotian
Be Nova Scotian
Be Nova Scotian
Be Nova Scotian
Be Nova Scotian
Be Nova Scotian
Be Nova Scotian
Be Nova Scotian

Rip it!