At the tender age of three
I was hooked to a machine
Just to keep my mouth
From spouting junk, ha.

Must have took me for a fool
Cause they chucked me
Out of school
Cause the teacher knew
I had the funk.

But tonight I'm on the edge
Better shut me in the fridge
Cause I'm burning up
I'm burning up.

With the vision in my brain
And the music in my veins
And the dirty rhythm in my blood.

They are messing with my heart
And they're messing with my heart (2x)
Won't stop messing with me
Ripping me apart.

Hyperactive when I'm small
Hyperactive, now I'm grown
Hyperactive and the
Night is young
And in a minute, I'll blow.

And they're messing with my heart
Keep on messing with my heart
Ripping, ripping, ripping
Ripping me apart.

Semaphore out on the floor
Messages from outer space
Deep heat for the feet
And the rhythm of your heartbeat
Cause the music of the street
It isn't any rap attack (2x).

I can reach into your homes
Like an itch in your headphones
You can't turn it up.

I'm the shape in your back room
I'm the breather on the phone
And I'm burning up.

But there's one thing I must say
Before they lock me up again
You'd be safer at the back
When I'm having an attack.

Hyperactive when I'm small
Hyperactive, now I'm tall
Hyperactive as the day is long
Hyperactive in my bones
Hyperactive in your phones
Hyperactive and the
Night is young.

Hyperactive when I'm small
Hyperactive, now I'm grown
Hyperactivfe til I'm
Dead and gone.

Stand up, hyperactivate
Get up, hyperactivate
Wise up, hyperactivate
London, hyperactivate.

Hyperactive when I'm small
Hyperactive, now I'm tall
Hyperactive as the day is long
Hyperactive in my bones
Hyperactive in your phones
Hyperactive and the
Night is young.