Lyrics

What will happen next if we keep killing our baby jesus?
he come to us in forms, but no one ever believes, thus we kill -
more for fear cause fear is the god that leads us.
The obvious is what we need to fix for those that need us.
The poor, the poor, the poor might rise against you
All us fatherless children get pissed for what we went through.
We talk the game as if we never hold a grudge.
But yet we bomb anybody who wants to- fuck with us.
Not the people in charge but the women and children feeling the pain,
of their husbands inflicted right on there ceiling -When we bomb
We never think of all those smiling faces
Never think about their good times and all of their special places
That are gone- When we bomb- Used up as battle grounds
But wheres the battle now or soon to be cattle ground
when its battered down like Indian folks in a shattered town
there's a war within the people when all of us gather round and
Bomb, we

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bomb bomb bomb bomb bomb
Bomb bomb bomb bomb
Bomb bomb bomb bomb
bomb bomb bomb bomb
bomb bomb bomb bomb

I try so hard to be content, problems are overwhelming
everybody's delving- in evil helpings, ideals a smelting pot
whelping from the agonizing pain of futility
we bomb any who oppose and those who show ability will be taken
You won't be that forsaken but enslavement is a mental game now
Go make that paycheck
All aboard, prisoners to the slave ship
our newest future and our privacy will all be taken
we're all wooden figurines of the colosseum.
Our entire life is staged with comedy for our GM
your fighting the war - and there achieving
and they get to go home at night driving their new BMs
don't get me wrong- I believe in solidarity
I know a billion ghettos and they need more then charity,
they need love - not a push or a shove
clouds darken and suddenly from above comes another big
bomb

chorus:
Bomb bomb bomb bomb
Bomb bomb bomb bomb
bomb bomb bomb bomb
bomb bomb bomb bomb