fire it up!
burn a hole right through it.
we've had enough
and tonight we're gonna prove it

That I don't want anything
that you can sell me
and I don't have anything
that you'd want anyway.
Consider this
your final notice.
Consider this

I feel it welling up inside
It's like my body can't hold me
and I might as well explode
cos after all it's really only

flesh and blood
I'm skin and bones
I cannot live
on bread alone