Rip It! Electric Six

When a problem needs a problem solver
Guess who gets the call?
Me that's all
You're dueling with a plugged revolver
Well guess who dropped the ball?
The writing's on the wall

The French sent us a copper lady
Long since turning green
From New York to Los Angeles
And all points in between
Burning fifty million megawatts of gasoline!

Oooh!

I accept my destiny
I shall start a legacy
The likes of which you've never seen
Make them rip it
Rip it clean
I accept my destiny
I am a ripping machine
So help me!

Rip it! Rip it!
Rip it! Rip it!
Rip it! Rip it!