(Evenlind/Axelius/Öhrn/Ranta)

I´m trading something for nothing
I´m getting screwd on the job
I gotta trust my instincts and make you go away
Put you in a barrel then seal it and just roll you away

Whhhooo whhhooo

You´re trading nothing for something
You like to screw people up
But hey you got no instincts no soul you´re just a fake
A geenie in a bottle, i need it just to rub you away

Whhhooo whhhooo

Take a look at yourself
Take a look at your own true self

Whhoowhooo
Whhoowhooo

My bionicle geenie
Shooting fire and nails
She´ll strap you to a wheelchair and roll you away
Leave you on the Am-track and laugh as you get hit by the train

Whhhooo whhhooo

Take a look at yourself
Take a look at your new true self yeah

Whhoowhooo
Whhoowhooo