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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

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

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

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

That's Life `U.S. Bombs`

That's life, that's what I say, Shot up in April, strung out in may, But I know it won't, be too soon, When I'm back on, night train in June, I said that's life, as funny as it may seem, All of my

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

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

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

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

Goin' Out `U.S. Bombs`

matches get me a load of pills need no key for yer city no time for cheap thrills this is what ya call action never got nothin' to do she never wants to be seen hangin' with me no way gonna lose goin' out

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

Madagascar `U.S. Bombs`

tree Take it from the rich, bless the pirates Jump the ship and torture them, the rich A twenty-one gun salute and three loud cheers Pirate rowed ashore for their fair bloody share Town crowd shouted out

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

Croatia Breaks `U.S. Bombs`

I live a third 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

Billy Club `U.S. Bombs`

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 mannered product of my own That dunce in

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

Jaks `U.S. Bombs`

'cause id rather work on breakin my own bones with some style ya know Go 45 M.P.H Go down hill on a skate Theres a Code that ya better know and there's one style & its to skate We skate in packs our

The Wig Out `U.S. Bombs`

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 out

76ixties `U.S. Bombs`

anti-biker cycle We're cruisin' around We're downtown cruisin' greasy haired And loud me and mine go fast through the traffic Doesn't take a whole lotta gas Mine and me take piles to the drive in

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

Cirenda `U.S. Bombs`

false fide my pride to hate's a soul waste It's a shame on season, for truth to keep the lights on Scripts are going to change, so far I see oncoming trains A ball of wax, a can of worms, we all point out

Hand Me The Downs `U.S. Bombs`

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 out

Tora Tora Tora `U.S. Bombs`

tora, tora Freedoms just another verb That they've put on a roof Analyze everything I say And take it wrong to boot Smash fashion, fascism Smash fashion, fascism Contradiction figure it out

So In Fuck With You `U.S. Bombs`

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

John Gotti `U.S. Bombs`

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

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

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

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

Hobroken Dreams `U.S. Bombs`

'cause I quit the hometown If that's all there is, keep it for yourself I've had a lot of steady jobs, I've had enough Another day's too much, gonna pack it up I'm city bound, catch the five fifteen out

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 ...