We are here, we were there
We are nearing people everywhere we go
People catching in their hands
The ashes of the Marlboro man

Burn them down, burn them down
With our canteens pouring gasoline;
It's never what they're saying
But why oh why they say it
Burning down the billboards
To the ground and not a sound
Will touch the ears
For the sights to be gained
Will everlast us through the years

Five o'clock rush hour traffic
Gazing upward at our magic
Calvin Klein went down in flames
Authorities aren't asking for the names
Miller Lite was burning bright
Illuminating our fearless night
And victory was once again
Ours until the very end

Burn them down, burn them down
With our canteens pouring gasoline;
It's never what they're saying
But why oh why they say it
Burning down the billboards
To the ground and not a sound
Will touch the ears
For the sights to be gained
Will everlast us through the years

Burning down the billboards
To the ground and not a sound
Will touch the ears
For the sights to be gained
Will everlast us through the years