take down the wall

intercourse between creation and destruction.

This evenings plot is for destruction.

Let the city burn and malfunction.

Beer cans, spliffs, lines and molatoves,

got to keep going till we get off

I got no hope for the future

and I'm sick of all the lectures

shut your mouth and find me bliss

show that love comes from your kiss

and we'll create a beautiful rubble

as we stumble through this rumble

a corporation set aflame for freedom

let's destroy what the rich call a kingdom