Тексты песен «U.S. Bombs»

It's automatic, it's automatic You're livin' on the streets Lost your job to a robot And you gave up to drink' Talking and babbling Are two different things The hell you gonna lose anyway Take back the U.S.A Whose...

I can't forget shit, I get from other bands I can't forget kickin' dope in a cargo van Memphis winter in a frigidare It gives me more character pissed out winds United Air crossed the Mississippi bridge Porcelain...

The UPS man just pulled up He dropped a package on the steps My ticket out is in that box Been waiting for a month I tore it up and ripped it out And slid on linoleum Unattached but I'm attached I roll around It's hot...

On Saturday night When I was born Down on the farm Guitar plinkin' And we started drinkin' Till the break of dawn About twelve o'clock Everything get hot Up steps George Jones We started clappin' And he started...

in the daytimes when we go to sleep 'cause in the night were gonna hit the streets at 10 oclock goin out to the docks north beach is where were gonna meet war were gonna make a pact war no goin back war were all self...

Guitar sounds, the drums splash Our bowl is hot like a sauna We've looked around the playgrounds It's sucker fish and Piranhas Stuck in a tank Lost in Space Tracks of the train going nowhere We must repeat, repeat...

There's an o.d. case in the pool There's a couple passed out on the stairs Watch your shoes, 'cause they'll steal you, blind you Ain't gonna find the winners here A dead mans weekend has got my name On it apologies and...

i bought a pistol and i'm gonna use it (one shot, two shot down) i got marshal law, it's in my hand (one shot, two shot down) two mother fuckers are gonna die you went behind my back for what was mine (one shot, two...

Had a treasure map that said Park it over at the asylum Took a gander over the fence To an empty left hand kidney Round and big with a perfect hip pearl White smooth surface tile's So blue fat coping lips Grabbed our...

she's my partner we're on the take wanting to get cought for god sakes she's my best friend goes down with me she holds my hand even though i'm a freak i'm in fuck with you my love so in fuck with you i'm in fuck with...

variety acts went out magicians all fell out strippers in tippers in ventriliquist dummys out gypsy rose she was the best back in the days of good cheap burlesque jessie mack ran the heart attack vaudeville comedians...

Keep me down I'll do whatever you say I'll just remember that old clicha "That's life," you better believe it That's what the people say You're riding' high in April, shot down in May But I know I'm gonna change their...

An old motel broad side of the road there aint been a lick of sense the manager hides the lable sighsthrough booking agents and promoter ties The contracts runnin out tonight back to the laundromats tonight We know our...

billy boy he had the boss sound yesterday what kissed you deadly was the mainstream a used kleenex a bloody kotex paradise in the west was yer english dream 100 punks could never rule without caroline coon prime of...

Kill me I need the rest Put me out of misery Whole jungle on my shoulders my back's gonna break I'm a slowe for the gow Slave labor to slave And drag around Needle's broken in the ditch of burned out veins I point out...

There's a brand new gig And it's called the wig Its not for your head Its not the jig Lossen up your pants And freak to the beat Take a slug of you beer And let it rip If ya had a hard day, then ya better start wiggin...

Lotta' paranoia everywhere Take a look out your door If it ain't the tube, it's the paper news Third World War or church They feed us all this phony propaganda They pawn it off as food for thought The swap meet world...

Close your eyes Let's run to the city Sleep walking holiday Bones in the closet down Lay in their graves We ain't young Tribulation, tears & sin Poisend heads from the west end No more spirits left four humanity And...

America the beautiful amber waves of race Constitues equality don't dub us left or right Tora! Tora! Tora! (4x) Freedoms just another verb that they've put on a roof Analyze everything I say and take it wrong to boot...

No phones in tokyo to call on london a famous dame in spain said canada's for cunts i can't go to mexico ive played that game a rose a rita jail and slurr, my tiss of thee always everybody loves to hate us americans yet...