Testo Roland, I Feel You

For your heard they will mug you,
For yourself they will trick you,
[Just there's hard to come back (?)]

Now, there's the world, an evil machine,
What you need is a ghost,
But there's no friendly ghost.
Roland, I feel you,
It is mayhem out these days,
I specialize in entdimes, too.

Last night I dreamt I was flying the jet
Into the mothership,
but then I woke up too soon.

[Refrain]
Hold tight,
[get it rid (?)],
the whole world is going to end.
The kids
right out in the streets
[ And ... mayhem my end no more (?)]

[We helped for solation (?)]
And invented a device,
But created a monster
And got killed by a [{town|time} (?)]

And in the air a sweet melody,
it is a lullaby [... (?)] calypso beat

[Refrain]

[ And ... mayhem my love no more (?)],
Oh.

Hold tight,
[get it rid (?)],
the whole world is going to end.
Kids, [into this world, yes (?)]
[until no prick is in judge no more (?)]