[Intro] (Record scratch) Yeah... check, check, 1-2, 1-2. Doc, are you telling me you built a time machine... out of a DeLorean?! This is heavy. Let’s go! [Verse 1] Out in Hill Valley, just a kid with a dream Custom Gibson guitar, plugged into the amp screen Blew the speakers away, yeah, I play it too loud Just a high school slacker trying to stand in the crowd Got a call late night from the wild-haired man "Meet me at the Twin Pines Mall, I got a plan!" Pulled the tarp off the stainless steel on the lot Said, "When this baby hits 88, you’re gonna see some serious stuff!" Flux capacitor glowing, plutonium in the back Then the Libyans pulled up, started the attack Doc went down, I had no time to grieve Hit the gas, hit the pedal, had to step up and leave! [Chorus] Back to the past, running out of time! 88 miles per hour on the line! Gotta save my Doc, gotta save my future, One wrong move and the timeline’s a loser! Back, back, back to the future! Gotta get back, back to the future! [Verse 2] Woke up in fifty-five, town square looking clean Café with a jukebox, straight out of a magazine Walked in, saw my dad getting bullied by Biff George McFly, stand up, give that sucker a stiff! Then I pushed him out the way, got hit by a car Woke up in my mom’s room—woah, this is weird so far! She’s calling me "Calvin Klein" looking at my drawers I’m like "Hold up, lady, I can’t be yours!" Gotta find young Doc, show him the tape drive Explain the flux capacitor so I stay alive My brother and sister fading off the photograph If I don't fix this quick, I’m written off the graph! [Chorus] Back to the past, running out of time! 88 miles per hour on the line! Gotta save my Doc, gotta save my future, One wrong move and the timeline’s a loser! Back, back, back to the future! Gotta get back, back to the future! [Bridge] [Guitar Solo - Electric, Fast, Blues-Rock Style] Enchantment Under the Sea, hand hurt from the sting George knocked Biff out cold, now he’s the king! Jumped up on the stage, picked up the guitar "Johnny B. Goode" riff, took the solo way too far! Told the kids, "You ain't ready for this sound yet, But your kids gonna love it, that's a safe bet!" [Verse 3] Now the clock tower’s ticking, lightning's 'bout to strike Doc’s up on the ledge holding cables on a spike 10:04 PM, wind blowing real hard I’m speeding down the street in a fast sports car Hook hits the wire, power surges through the frame 1.21 gigawatts burning like a flame! Sparks flying everywhere, flames on the street Back to eighty-five, land right on my feet! [Outro] Yeah! Doc’s wearing a bulletproof vest! My dad’s a famous author, living his best! Everything’s fixed, life couldn't be sweeter... Wait—Doc, where we going?! "Where we're going, Marty... we don't need roads!" [Car engine revs, time warp sound effect]
