you know, the sort that just give you the most unbelievable rush.the hairs on your neck stand up and you just feel like doing SOMETHING.

Off the top of my head, search and destroy just has to be named.

I’m a street walking cheetah with a heart full of napalm
I’m a runaway son of the nuclear a-bomb
I am a world’s forgotten boy
The one who searches and destroys

What a fucking way to start a song.

Also, Shadowplay. It just takes me somewhere else, fast.