作曲 : Steven Greenberg
作词 : Steven Greenberg
Ten to doomsday, moving fast, heads up, mind that blast
No time to sleep, it's 
Def. Con. 
OneCan't get no sleep as the ticking ticks on
No time for fear, it's 
Def. Con. 
OneNo time to eat so get me some
Big Mac, fries to go, gimme 
Big Mac, fries to go
Gimme Big 
Mac, fries to go, gimme 
Big Mac, gimme fries to go
Watchman, we love you all
Hup, hup, heads up, ground floor's coming up
How sick is 
Dick? How gone is 
Ron?How sick is 
Dick? How gone is 
Ron?What's the time? 
It's Def. 
Con. OneSay, what's the time? 
Just get me some
Big Mac, fries to go, gimme 
Big Mac, fries to go
Gimme Big 
Mac, fries to go, gimme 
Big Mac, gimme fries to go
Watchman, we love you all
Hup, hup, heads up, ground floor's coming up
Big Mac, fries to go, gimme 
Big Mac, fries to go
Gimme Big 
Mac, fries to go, gimme 
Big Mac, gimme fries to go
Watchman, we love you all
Hup, hup, heads up, ground floor's coming up
Goodbye city, hello moon, hands up, vote 
Dr. DoomYou know it makes sense
It's Def. 
Con. One, hey, what's occurring, what goes on?
It's Def. 
Con. One, it's the only choice so get me some
Big Mac, fries to go, gimme 
Big Mac, fries to go
Gimme Big 
Mac, fries to go, gimme 
Big Mac, gimme fries to go
Watchman, we love you all
Hup, hup, heads up, ground floor's coming up