The ends don't always justify the means
but I know what it takes to get what I
need, I've got the cure when passive protest just won't dojust flick my
Bic as I hold it to the fuse
Smash it up
Break it down
Bring it down, down to the ground
Tear it up
Burn it down
Burn
it down, down to the ground
How long have we waited for the day when they tighten their grips
and we slip away
The sound of breaking glass drives me back up
It makes me whole, when I've been down on my luck