Blowing up dams and burning bridges,
laughing so hard until I soil my britches.
Spitting in the government's face
taking down all their waste.
Living on the river for oh-so-long,
eco-terrorism just turns me on.
Something inside me twists and turns.
My intestines and loins just burn.
The cold wind blows as hard as a fan.
When something falls, another thing stands.
Stupid jerkwads destroying the environment,
I destroy them for enjoyment.
I don't get many women, but I can care less.
Making dams and bridges explode is flawless.