Manhattan Project - Truckfighters

On my way and I feel

The world has changed indeed

Don’t know the way, I can’t see the trail

I feel hope though

Standing firm on the ground

I hear a distorted sound

Heart starts to pop, feeling great shock in the Ozone

Fry

Look at the high tide

Fry

We will

Comply

There was a big explosion

Man should never discovered fusion

Lucky soles hid underground

Fallout great change the future to come

Fry

Look at the high tide

I’m on a quest for the green tone

Fry

We will comply

Try to find a way out of this hell hole

Oh I want to leave the Ozone

The radioactives are pounding

My brain, my brain

Need to find a piece of my old world

Scream scream to be heard