
Go to work, send your kids to school, follow fashion, act normal, walk on the pavement, watch tv, save for your old age, obey the law... Repeat after me: I am free.
It is, in the end, whatever the Hell I want it to be, And when I'm through with it, it's gonna blow a hole, This wide, straight through the worlds own idea of itself. They're throwing bottles at your house. Come on, lets go break their arms.