Arson

love is a battlefield

(verse 1)
This lady once taught me
that love is a verb
not a question of feelings,
of fate or of words
She warmed my heart,
she made me smile
for a few thousand miles
She may not be an optimist,
but at least she's got style.
But lately I've been struggling
to abide the things I've seen
these humans treat life like
it's some factory
They all spin round in circles
confusing love with addiction
so they never take action,
they just keep up production.
But me I'm no worker,
ain't no part to some machine,
and you wouldn't believe
all the places I've been,
through it all there is
this one thing I've learned:
my country loves nothing
like watching things burn.

(chorus)
So let's burn it all down!
All the f*****g way down!
Let's burn it to cinders
we don't need no f*****g blocks
we'll burn every paycheck,
nametag and clock
Cuz love is a fire
burning up my heart,
and saving the whole world
starts with one little spark.

So let's burn the f****r down
reduce it to ashes
The commercials will evaporate
into fossil fuel gases
while we sit back and play music
like emperor Nero,
making love like a bomb
at the heart of ground zero.

(verse 2)
All the people around me
don't f*****g love s**t.
Their hearts are as hollow
as the words that they spit.
They live on their backs just like corpses
and spend all day trying
to not do a thing
but forget that they're dying
and they've got their whole lives
all planned out already
cuz the chemicals taste great,
and the potpurri's heady
I'm beginning to believe
there's only one way to reach them
since critical thinking is
six feet beneath them
this grand culmination of
my anthropologies
we'll burn them all down
by their own damned philosophies!!

(chorus)
So let's burn it all down
All the f*****g way down
We'll burn it to cinders,
every single f*****g block,
We'll burn every bureaucrat,
lawyer and cop
Cuz love is a fire
burning in my heart,
and saving the whole world
starts with one little spark.

So let's burn the f****r down
incinerate their classes
and their struggle will evaporate
into communist gases
while we sit back and play music
like emperor Nero
making love like a bomb
at the heart of ground zero

(verse 3)
This lady once taught me
that love is a skill
requiring exceptional
bravery and will
she racked my brain
like a piano recital
clenched my jaw waiting
for my heartbeat's subsidal
got my head all spun around
human psychology
got me trippin' every night
over my own biology
if love is a labor
let me dispell some confusion
I don't want you like a class war
I want bloody revolution.

(chorus)