Boomtime comingnMan the monkeynIn the craddlenIn the graveyardnSky is soaringnLungs are burningnRollercoasternRolls forevernnA hightime rollingnLike the oceannWith hands more lovingnThan a plastic surgeonnYoung and scrawneynIn the funhousenAnd lord almightynThe Devil knows just what I've been doingnnAnd there's a chance that it could all come downnAnd leave me reaching for the sunnWhen this could be the perfect onennWhen tenderness is far awaynKeep me safe for another daynnI've been undernHeavy weathernBut I'll be armed and readynIn the futurenBoomtime comingnNow I'm up and runningnNo-one's gonnanLive forever