Strike a match, light a fire, burn what you like,
let us heat this place,
this cabin in the woods where we have our secret desires,
strike a match, light a fire,
yes, burn what you like,
and let us a talk while over whiskey and wine,
and let us talk of revolution,
and let us set the world on fire,
for it is a terrible place these days and a disgrace,
and a shame upon the human race,
and we can only improve it if there is a revolution,
so, let us drink, drink whiskey and wine in the evening time,
in this cabin in the woods,
where we can relax and get drunk,
and discuss all our ideas in secret away from our wives,
our wives who do not really understand,
who do not really understand our desires,
and we will spend some time here and grow our beards,
and intellectualise and live amongst the woods,
and forage for food,
and use our minds to plan this revolution,
this revolution that the world has been waiting for,
and whilst we live in this cabin in the woods,
away from our wives, growing beards,
and intellectualising,
whilst drinking beer and wine,
whilst others continue on, with their own bland plans.