One by one... that's right
One by one... that's right
One by one... that's right

Strange ways coming today
I put a dollar in my pocket
And I threw it away
Been a long time
Since a federal dime
Made a jukebox sound
Like a mirror in my mind
To comb my worries
Fix my thoughts
Throw my hopes
Like a juggernaut walks
Now let-down souls
Can't feel no rhythm
Sorry entertainers
Like aerobics victims
Hybrid people
Light a wooded matchstick
Toxic fumes from the
Burning plastic
Beats are broken
Bones are spastic
Robots talkin'
With a southern accent
Voodoo curses
Bible tongues
Voices comin'
From the mangled lungs
Give me some grit
Some get-down shit
Don't need a good reason
To let anything rip

Radio's cold
Soul is infected
God is alone
Hardware defective
One by one I'll knock you out

Mr. Microphone making
All the damage felt
Like a laser manifesto
Make a mannequin melt
There's people phonin' in
Like it's unlimited minutes
Going through the motions
Just to say that they did it
Treadmill's running
Underneath their feet
So they feel like they're going somewhere
But they're not
So let's put boots
On the warehouse floor
Comin' to you
Like a rope on a chainstore
Throwing equipment
From a moving van
Grab a microphone
Like a utility man
Now fix the beat
Now break the rest
Make a kick drum sound
Like an S.O.S.
Get a tow-truck
Cause it's after dark
And the dance floor's full
But everybody's double-parked!

One by one... that's right
Cellphone's dead
Lost in the desert
Eye of the sun
Out of its socket
One by one I'll knock you out
One by one
That's right
Knock you out

This jam is real
That's right

YEA
One by one
That's right
One by one
Eye of the sun
Eye of the sun
Eye of the sun

Matchstick
Plastic
Plastic
That's right
Need a good reason to let anything rip
One by one
That's right
That's right, do it
That's right
Damage felt
Melt
Huh uhhuh
Beat
That's right but not
Chainstore
Mail
That's right
Break the brass
SOS
Dark
That's right
That's right
That's right
That's right
Yea

...

it keeps going on and on

(and then goes through the first verse/chorus)
(and then resumes the chopped-up phrases)