I'm gonna crash the boulevard Find a machine that I can rage to I'm gonna two-step in the yard A perfect time for pyromania Smiling with blood between my teeth These fists are faster than a '47 There's nothing hiding underneath Let's turn this motherfucker to 11
Fuck it up, burn it down Cover it all in gasoline Light the match, turn around Level it all and flee the scene Choke it in, spit it out Make a nightmare into a dream Cover it all in gasoline
Here for the A-R-S-O-N My ears are ringing likе a church bell I'll bring this movie to an end I'll writе my monologue on blood-stained glass
I need something more Erase everything I've said Suffering is such a bore It's over now the dream is dead, it's dead, it's dead
Fuck it up, burn it down Cover it all in gasoline Light the match, turn around Level it all and flee the scene Choke it in, spit it out Make a nightmare into a dream Cover it all in gasoline
Hey, hey Ashes to ashes, we all fade away Hey, hey Ashes to ashes, we all fade away
Fuck it up, burn it down Cover it all in gasoline Light the match, turn around Like it never meant a goddamn thing to me
Fuck it up, burn it down Cover it all in gasoline Light the match, turn around Level it all and flee the scene Choke it in, spit it out Make a nightmare into a dream Cover it all in gasoline
Compositores: Ryan “The Noose” Phillips, Dan Marsala, Adam “The Skull” Russell, Josh “The Constable” Wills, Colin Brittain & Dan Book