Crisis

Calling all the terminators
Petshop boys and high school teachers
Calling all the woodland creatures
Crisis is on her way

And she's mad oh she's insane
She'll open a can of whoop
As you would know
As you would know

With her radar on to the maximum
Crisis is on her way
Crisis is on her way

Calling all the alligators
Crocodiles and things with feathers
Calling all the urban dangers
Crisis is on her way

And she's mean oh she's citrine
She's a semiprecious
Which you should know
Which you should know

With her radar on to the maximum
Should you fear
Yes you should
With her radar on to the maximum
Should you fear
Should you fear
Should you fear

And she's mad oh she's insane
She'll open a can of whoop
As you should know
As you should know

And she's mean oh she's citrine
She's a semiprecious
Which you should know
Oh you should know

With her radar on to the maximum
Crisis is on her way
Crisis is on her way
Crisis is on her way

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