The end don't always justify the means,But I know what it takes to get what i need.I've got the cure when passive protest just won't do...just flick my Bic as I hold it down, down to the ground .Tear it up .Burn it down .Burn it down,down to the ground .How long have we waited for the day when they tighten there grips and we slip away ?The sound of breakign glass drives me back up.It makes me whole ,when i've been down on my luck.