This is a love song to the rubble we've been building and to everything broken, or breaking, or falling apart, like we are
And well I don't think that it's ever gonna end
The way we devour each other again and again
But I'm praying for something more, lying down on the kitchen floor
Or maybe for the end of the world
Well I'm not really sure
'Cause it seems that all that's left, to save people like us
To save people like us

This is a love song to every junkie plottin' revolution
And to the mutants that live in the ruins just waiting to strike in the night
And we'll struggle
Can only run on desperation
While our livers are rotting, there's banks to be robbing
It's all just empty talk 'till then
But I'm praying for something more, laying down on the kitchen floor
Or maybe for the end of the world
Well, I'm not really sure
But it seems that's all that's left, to save people like us
To save people like us
Like us!