Demolition Man

Tied to the tracks and the train's just comingStrapped to the wing with the engine runningYou say that this wasn't in your planAnd don't mess around with the demolition manTied to a chair, and the bomb is tickingThis situation was not of your pickingYou say that this wasn't in your planAnd don't mess around with the demolition manI'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doomI kill conversation as I walk into the roomI'm a three line whipI'm the sort of thing they banI'm a walking disasterI'm a demolition manYou come to me like a moth to the flameIt's love you need but I don't play that game'Cos you could be my greatest fanBut I'm nobody's friendI'm a demolition manI'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doomI kill conversation as I walk into the roomI'm a three line whipI'm the sort of thing they banI'm a walking disasterI'm a demolition manDemolition man...