they call me mr. dynamite i blow things up in black and white an end to your charade a button i have made must be pushed there is no reason for the sky when i'm on fire with your lies so if i can win this fight then call me mr. dynamite so here we stand both you and i we're face to face but eye to eye? tomorrow you may change and i would be betrayed, my friend... oh mommy mommy mommy do you remember mr. dynamite? you know that guy from down the block he blew things up in black and white yesterday he changed today he is betrayed in the street on the ground the neighbors gather 'round poor mr. dynamite