Ye own the beehive, thus ye own all the honey
Burn the restaurant down for the insurance money
Celebrate how you can
'Cause you found something you've always wanted
All alone on the edge of 2017
Ghost World working the cash at Kiwana's Canteen
Handcuff keys are the same
You found something you've always wanted
Bye-bye Marian, we know how you butter your bread
So long Marian, the boys need to get back to bed
Yes they do, yes they do
Now you've got something we want
It's the Twenties, and you've got something we want
So you've made the decision to make the decision
Now spare us all from these half-assed revisions
You've got something we've always wanted
What's another week day with you in the map room?
I write the screenplay and you hold the boom
Now returning to the task at hand
I never planned to follow the plan
No, I never felt right burning the past
Because it isn't past until it burns
