I've got pocketfuls of crumpled receipts,
just about enough to start a fire
I'll watch the past just burn away
Put the mic stand through the amplifier
Put the bass down, bass down, one time, snap the neck now
Drum set, smash it
Kick the kick drum, one time, kicked in, smashed up, break it,
break up

See the flames begin to crawl, upward
Taste the anguish as they fall, unheard
Hear the record start to skip, unsung
Feel the weight that sunk the ship, so young

I've got notebooks full of misshapen words,
I'll never speak them anymore
Ten years from now, you won't know my name
Throw the microphone down on the floor
Put the guitar, guitar, one time, through the speaker, splintered,
broken
Throw the horns down, one time, horns down, smash them, break them,
break up

The crowds recoil, demand our survival, fists in the air,
mouths caked with saliva
But you are the one, the spark that was spawned,
who picks up the pieces, and passes it on