I hope my house burns down I hope my cat gets out The rest of my stuff, it can all burn up And I'll never think about it again I'll just go travelin' I'll stay with my friends I'll sleep on the couch, and I'll help out Around their house I am caged I am changed We're all slaves to the things we hold I hope our gas runs out I hope everything shuts down Then we can hear the sounds, that used to be around Before we started making this noise I'd like to give something else a chance To fill the world up with their trash Then we could relax We could go back to the way we were before We lost our souls We lost our homes We all know that there's something wrong We know we are owned by our own liberties We know that we are helplessly hungry with our greed We know it hasn't always been like this And we know, we're a long way from home We can feel it in our bones That eating secret wish That this would end