Lyrics

Another label, another life
A part time lover and a mixed up wife
A billion faces with a soul to feed
A dozen cartons is all you’ll need
I’m getting tired of this tin can world
I wanna break out let my flag unfurl

Another profit, another phone
Another product of a broken home
The more the earth keeps spinning round
The more it looks like the same old ground, I’m getting lost in this tin can mire
I’m breaking out to set the world on fire

Set the world on fire, set the world on fire
Set the world on fire, set the world on fire
Set the world on fire
I’m breaking out to set the world on fire
I’m getting lost in this tin can mire
I’m breaking out to set the world on fire

Another pharaoh, another cult
Another drug you can’t do without
Another rebel without a cause
A fake smile greeting false applause
I’’m losing faith in this tin charade
Why can’t I just start my own parade

I’m going out to the warehouse tonight
And gather every tin can in my sight
N’ build a bonfire a mile high
Then light it up in the midnight sky
If there’s a tin can with a siren blast
I’m gonna meet it with my foot on the gas

With my foot on the gas, with my foot on the gas
With my foot on the gas, with my foot on the gas
With my foot on the gas
I’m gonna meet it with my foot on the gas
If there’s a tin can with a siren blast
I’m gonna meet it with my foot on the gas


Another racket, another crime
Sporting brand new suits and ties
Another manager, another clone
Feeding every dog the same old bone
I’m sinking fast in this tin can sea
Why won’t it part its waves and set me free

Another leader, another reign
A fresh prince playing a stale old game
Another episode thats just the same
Another liposuction to the brain
I’m getting bored of this tin can world
I wanna break out let my flag unfurl