Anarchist Wedding - The Suicide Machines

No gods, no masters

No happily ever after

We’re throwing bricks instead of rice

We’re building bombs and riding bikes

Wire me up

Wire me up

Wire me up

I’m set to explode

Wire me up

I’m gonna blow

Stay off the grid

Destroy the government

Our hearts are bombs beating in our chests

They’ll charge us as domestic terrorists

Wire me up

Wire me up

Wire me up

I’m set to explode

Wire me up

I’m gonna blow

Wire me up

Wire me up

Wire me up

I’m set to explode

Wire me up

I’m gonna blow

Paradise trumbull to poplar

We’re drunk as fuck on organic pear cider

I have never seen two more in love so tonight

Revolution was on hold, two hearts set to explode

Wire me up

Wire me up

Wire me up

I’m set to explode

Wire me up

I’m gonna blow

Wire me up

Wire me up

Wire me up

I’m set to explode

Wire me up

I’m gonna blow