Wishful thinking, eyes are blinking,
In the sun the garbage stinking
To ignore the rancid, won't make it go away
Untruth spoke through blistered lip,
Unclean thoughts that take the step,
Down upon the roaches,
Won't go away

Born! to follow!To be the first to swallow,
Garbage from the plate
Now! to borrow!
A match, ignite the gasoline,
To burn away

Surviving through a gasoline dream,
In the month the razon blade gleam,
Slashing up the tongue, won't make it go away
On a binge of self destruction,
Children of the reconstruction,
Suck the tit of discontent,
Go away

Slam! slam down!Respond in kind malcontent,Don't go away
Burn! burn down!Temple of the conscience,
Don't go away

I was soaked in gasoline,
Playin' with a match
I was everything I seemed,
They stood and watched
Ate from your table!
Ate from your hand!
Eight days of waiting!
Buried in the sand!

Burn in a gasoline dream, burn away my love
Burn away the conscience, burn away, my love
Take away my dignity, take away my pain,
Take just for taking, we are one in the same
(again)

BurnBurn
Burn in a gasoline dream, burn away my love
Burn away the conscience, burn away, my love