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 kill 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