Stuck in a cage for a minute or a 1000 years
Never bend the laws enough 2 drown your fears
Struggle for a clue here in your logical loop
Tell me one's no good but the second one's for you

Bollocks to them means bollocks to you
So, hope revenge means more to you

Cause I'll sit right here in my penalty box
till the lights go dim and all is quiet again
Don't know what more my absence will bring...
to this peculiar string of events (repeat)
in the end

Can't get nowhere with the weight of that stick
Smashing candles in the rain with a thumbscrew wick
Fueled by your anger and it burns both ends
But looks to me like a saintly sin

we're better than this, much better than me
so all I ask is...1 2 3 !! 1 2 3 !! Go! Go!