Hey ho, let's go They're forming in straight line They're going through a tight wind The kids are losing their minds The Blitzkrieg Bop They're piling in the backseat They generate steam heat Pulsating to the back beat The Blitzkrieg Bop Hey ho, let's go Shoot'em in the back now What they want, I don't know They're all reaved up and ready to go | With your feet on the air and your head on the ground Try this trick and spin it, yeah Your head will collapse But there's nothing in it And you'll ask yourself Where is my mind? Way out in the water See it swimmin' I was swimmin' in the Caribbean Animals were hiding behind the rocks Except the little fish But they told me, he swears Tryin' to talk to me to me to me |