Some really good friends of mine,
They blew up a factory.
No one really knows
How it happened
And they are still running free,
And I think it's funny...
Just like the Berlin disco,
And the chumps inside,
And the stupid space shuttle,
And the fools that cried.
I've got a mind to build a
Fucking bomb of my own,
But my nitroglycerin
Is out on loan,
And I'd rather not talk
About this on the phone,
But it's funny...
And nobody wants to know
What the hell they are doin',
All the trash that they buy
And the planet they're screwin.
