come on honey it's time for some time away we have the technology today that excuse to be prisoned to try try to gain your freedom go into the woods and live with the bears that way you can k** someone and nobody cares and when we've had enough then it's time to ascend into heaven if my machine's not enough then we'll use your bone and if your bone's not enough then we'll use my lyrical homicide and if my crime's not enough then we'll use our mouth come on honey let's play with the matches you bought a new set just in time for the new year i gotta see what this goddamn town looks like flaming in a firefight no cheap history baby that i don't need but you learned enough to know the revolution's gonna make you bleed gonna see your bourgeoise blood staining my white shirt and if war is not enough then we'll try to find you another reward i know it's gonna bind you to me to me to me and i know and i know it's gonna bind you to me it's gonna bind you to me