And I can split the atom of a molecule
I can make a living off a magazine
Me and my friends understand the future
And it feels so good to be alive and on top
I can make computers survive aquatic conditions
And guess how long it took
Me and my friend made a comic book
I can do anything that I want, ‘cause look

No handlebars, no handlebars
In a holocaust, in a holocaust
And "I'm Proud To Be An American"
‘Cause I can lead a nation with a microphone
Even when the paths are all crookedy

Or let 'em all die in exasperation
Look at me, look at me

I can make money, open up a thrift store
Look at me, look at me
I can design an engine
No handlebars, no handlebars

No handlebars, no handlebars
Hands in the air like it's good to be
I can tell you about Leif Ericson
I can ride my bike with no handlebars
Have 'em all healed of their lacerations
In a holocaust, in a holocaust
With a microphone, with a microphone
I can make new antibiotics
No metronome, no metronome
And I can make you wanna buy a product

I can ride my bike with no handlebars
I can tie a knot in a cherry stem

I can ride my bike with no handlebars
And I can do anything with no permission
I know how to run a business
By satellite, by satellite
I can hand out a million vaccinations

Just because I don't like 'em

I see the strings that control the system

Alive and I'm a famous rapper
Because I can guide a missile by satellite
Me and my friend saw a platypus
Have 'em all killed by assassination
Just called to say that it's good to be
In a holocaust!
My reach is global, my tower secure
Sixty four miles to a gallon of gasoline
I have it all under my command
Through a telescope, through a telescope
And I can almost put it back together
I can take apart the remote control

I can make anybody go to prison
I'm all curled up with a book to read

I can show you how to scratch a record
I can do anything with no assistance
Alive in such a small world
My cause is noble, my power is pure
On the telephone, on the telephone
Look at me, look at me

Driving and I won't stop
I can show you how to do-si-do
And I can hit a target through a telescope
I know all the words to "De Colores"
I can keep rhythm with no metronome
And I can end the planet in a holocaust
And I can see your face on the telephone
Movers, shakers and producers
Of a molecule, of a molecule