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(verse 1)
This ain't no time-machine, this ain't no superstition,
this is the future cop of timeless inquisition.
With guns of laser and a shield of high-tech fusion,
he wipes the streets of jerks that break the constitution.
Some might say he's dangerous, but I know he's fair,
like a judge of torment, we'll know that he's near.
Timerunner, from the future lands
Timerunner, from the future lands,
he's coming for you, oh yeah.
(verse 2)
So you must understand this justice revolution,
it's time to watch him start the bad-guy execution.
Those guys are criminals, not saints or fuckin' mummies,
so let him slay the rest while we prepare the commies.

Lyrics was added by paja65

With the Forces of Power and Glitter and Glamour of Rock