Me and the Gang trucked down to Las Vegas II
Hit the floor on our own in Yarsec dance room
Rhythm flew while radiation blew
All Fears lost in the mist of Armageddon funk
The Day-jee spinning records of old and new
Jumping up, and back down with no thought of tomb
Hips shaking, new place of home with the crew
All care lost in the mist of Armageddon funk
If I go outside, I will certainly die
If I go outside, I will certainly die
The lights are flashing down with no outside view
All escape in the place with no sorry doom
Lost in fun, Gang will soon split into 2
All Team lost in the mist of Armageddon funk
If I go outside, I will certainly die
If I go outside, I will certainly die
Me and the Gang trucked down to Las Vegas II
Hit the floor on our own in Yarsec dance room
Rhythm flew while radiation blew
All Fears lost in the mist of Armageddon funk
Now the gang, has broke up into 2
Destined to, walk the 2 separate roots
Pray there's no trucks driving in it through
All Hope lost in the mist of Armageddon funk