The Gow U.S. Bombs

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

Bombs Not Food U.S. Bombs

Jumped of the staircase When the barkeep threw me out I had to pack my suitcase When they said to leave town I looked up at the sign that said Bombs are not allowed I went and made my own sign too Ya can't

U.S. Of Hate U.S. Bombs

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

The World U.S. Bombs

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

The Contract U.S. Bombs

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

Majestic Twelve U.S. Bombs

Rothchild apparatus Individualism gone forever The ruling class The ruling class The ruling class The ruling class Oblivious to the nature of their mission Every war we've had starts at the bank Secret

Yer Country U.S. Bombs

In the country, it aint no tis of thee In the country, I'm proud to be ashamed The sham of 69 gear'd up for riots gainst police the country is rippin at the seams In the country, Woody Gunthrie took the

Warstoryville U.S. Bombs

Here lies the dead outlaws who lived One of the gang made a deal with Pinkerton Jesse Told Frank I'm goin' out with a bang shot in the back As soon as he turned his head The Midwest wranglers of eighteen

Salute The Dead U.S. Bombs

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

Skater Dater U.S. Bombs

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

New Killer U.S. Bombs

Quiet knocks on the front door Delivery eat the liver Pizzas for the stocking killer Feed it to the head in the freezer Ravaging inside the trash They're all on speed Place your bets the worms crawl in

The Wig Out U.S. Bombs

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

John Gotti U.S. Bombs

Bring in the mob! John Gotti John Gotti Bring in the mob!

In & Out U.S. Bombs

downtown hangin around over and under in and out stanger now in a different town My babe so far away she at the top of the world im way down here way down under with the kangaroos right down im at the

Isolated Ones U.S. Bombs

Can't buy you Cadillac, a diamond ring There's no dough in the ghetto A nine to nine, got a barmy life And I broke all the windows, we are the isolated ones We're gonna run, run, run, get my loaded gun

Good Night U.S. Bombs

I'll be the last to understand While you were demoralized God damnit times still on your side A rolling stone no less the Dischords on the side Just add a star up in the sky With broken records broken

Yanks & Rebs U.S. Bombs

dogfighting planes over west germany the red baron'll say that you ain't his enemy somebody's hit they pulled the 'chute and the jumped ship a prisoner of war now counting bricks i'm proud to be(x3) an

New Approach U.S. Bombs

Woke up at the motor inn I was feeling sick Living on cottons everyday gutter hype with no veins I need a fix, I need a front I need a new approach, a new approach I'm boosting good at the record store

Hobroken Dreams U.S. Bombs

Brought up as peasants at the bottom of the hill Hobroken's only view, a mountaintop rubber plant The factory whistle blows twice every day Smokestacks make the skies black So thick, I could hardly see

Framed U.S. Bombs

Intro: Oklahoma city bombing cover up Timothy McVeigh is innocent By preponderance of evidence Lets get it straight a cover up is no accident Evidence isolates the patsy lone assassin Conquer and divide

Hand Me The Downs U.S. Bombs

Too much pressure, gonna self explode The baggage keeps on pilin' up My future dangles from the end of a rope No coat tails to sew on my coat This is just a fame, it's just a game Good God above take me

Madagascar U.S. Bombs

Two hundred loathsome cutthroats Armed to the teeth Hurling there grenades As they get closer to the beach We had cutlasses and blunderbusses Off to get an island with the only money tree Take it from

Not Enough U.S. Bombs

There's not enough, there's not enough There's not enough crash every night in a different place Daylight's doin' time birtha's just a ghetto slag cross the state lines Always on the road rollin' to the

Joe's Tune U.S. Bombs

I aint got no rhythm draggin me around i'm the white kinda color on the wrong side of town and all the people down in brixton town said hey white boy wont you lend me a pound aint got no pund no dollor

Rumble Fishers U.S. Bombs

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

Beetle Boot U.S. Bombs

Mackn with Trish in the dark on the docks Turn the ambulance sirens up emergency Baby, I ain't one to wait I gonna get your britches off Any day now there gonna drop the bomb And were gonna be a bucket

Lab Rats U.S. Bombs

God bless the police invisible marines Your state isn't safe and niether is me We're the rats of experiment Suburban laboratore We're the mice without legs Tagged at birth Laboratory rats This is a lab

76ixties U.S. Bombs

Me and my bike go everywhere together Just the same way evil did Me and my bike take pink slips All around the neighborhood Me and my anti-biker cycle We're cruisin' around We're downtown cruisin

Rocks In Memphis U.S. Bombs

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

Die Alone U.S. Bombs

Walked all around through London Town Hung awhile on carnaby What happened to the Soho What happened to Kings Road A revolution blitze Completely smashed to bits Of kids, what about the future I thought

Bloody Rag U.S. Bombs

Tin soldiers fought for what we got and now it's lost Spirits of two hundred years gets laundrode in the wash The keepers of the key have lied to you They lied to me, millions died for a color'd cloth

Cirenda U.S. Bombs

We're all still on this earth because we all still have to learn To love and heal each other, blasphemy, I'll say the words Yesterday rotates the same old broken tape It false fide my pride to hate's a

Nothin' On Us U.S. Bombs

Down the aisle my bride in black You were water and I was the tide at the bar I got in another fight I kissed the ground goodnight We stole plenty, we spent every penny Why not we're young and wrong

Croatia Breaks U.S. Bombs

world life My people starve in poverty It's really nice to see a Band mean what they say I know your freedom's limited You've seen how it is for me Few that come through isn't often We just want to leave The

Her & Me U.S. Bombs

without her i cant get up and lace my shoes down at the corner i get her and we recluse gave me a million dreams stripped me of everything sick to my guts im your eternally her and me makin out on the

Art Kills U.S. Bombs

Kill I kill too much I killed you Now I made a fucking mess A mop and pail to clean the blood Kill I kill too much I killed you You made me snap I'm sorry corpse Spilled your guts with a hook You might

Don't Need You U.S. Bombs

> dont need you [4x] i dont get along with no one i cant stand it when you try to help im on the defense thats what wins as what the hell ya lookn at DONT NEED YOU heres the line so stay on yer side

Don't Take It Back U.S. Bombs

They're gonna take you to bed They're gonna give you one for free The side is lookin' good and they wanna turn you on Turn you on, try not to take a walk With all the other weeds just across the

Checkpoint U.S. Bombs

What else can you do You bit more than you can chew The hand is feeding you Checkpoint, Charlie's coming soon Radar controls your moves Satellite, the baby food Human race will lose They're cloning me

Billy Club U.S. Bombs

Joe, loved to change his clothes Boy Scout blues to screw banaroos to code of silence Hand of the law has got control guilty of innocence I'm a compund fracture from the north of ontario I'm a no taught

Youth Goes U.S. Bombs

the danger zone is soft to him they dont understand there on the sidelines pulling at you dont listen to them they want you to toss it in the can dont give it up to be an old man then theirs a blast!

Orange Crunch U.S. Bombs

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

Outta Touch U.S. Bombs

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

No Company Town U.S. Bombs

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

Lunch In A Sack U.S. Bombs

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

Roll Around U.S. Bombs

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

Tora Tora Tora U.S. Bombs

America the beautiful Amber waves of race Constitutes equality Don't dub us left or right Tora, tora, tora Tora, tora, tora Tora, tora, tora Tora, tora, tora Freedoms just another verb That

Shot Down U.S. Bombs

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 shot down) the

Goin' Out U.S. Bombs

wants to be seen hangin' with me no way gonna lose goin' out tonight don't wanna sit around goin' out tonight gonna burn this town yeah were gonna burn it down tonight don't you bother to call me yer the

Jaks U.S. Bombs

each side theyre wavin back and forth they try to lock me in and here comes a bus these scumbags want me dead i know they want my head A jak pulls up, pulls a drumstick out of his pocket sticks it in the