Climb upon my faithful steed.
Then we're gonna ride, gonna smoke some weed.
Climb upon my big assed steed.
And ride, ride, ride.

What's the name of the song, Explosivo!
Don't know what it's about, but it's good to go.
What's the name of my girlfriend, I don't know.
But she's built like the shit, and she's good to go, go.
She's good to go, she's good to go.
We are fueled by Satan, yes, we're schooled by Satan.
Schooled by Satan!
Writing those tasty riffs, just as fast as we can.
Fueled by Satan!
We were the inventors of the cosmic astral code.
We've come to blow you away, we've come to blow your nose.
We've come to fucking blow, we've come to blow the show.
We've come to fucking blow! We've come to fucking blow!

What's the name of the song, Explosivo!
Don't know what it's about, but it's good to go.

I am not one of you.
I come from a distant time.
I am known as The Angel Crusher.
These picks, that I give you were molded in Satan's corner.
Take these picks, they're souvenirs.
Satan picks!

Explosivo.