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

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

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

Majestic Twelve U.S. Bombs

Establishment of a ruling class Is not to be discussed Those who formerly ruled Were given signals and commands A minute group of men And a few women Have a pact in common called The Majesty Twelve Rockefeller

Rocks In Memphis U.S. Bombs

Mississippi bridge Porcelain death, rock and roll decayed Porcelain death, a royal flush away we rolled away T.C.B, I grabbed myself and blew to Lisa Lisa Marie pulled up broke to every gig That's the sign of

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

Isolated Ones U.S. Bombs

mansion At the dump we're your minority In the city financial district we ain't blessed I just seen a suit jump off a building I guess the stocks in the market crashed The solid waste here bulks in plenty of

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

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

Skater Dater U.S. Bombs

fat coping lips Grabbed our boards and we dropped in We're carvin', we're grindin' Skater dater We're flyin', we're slidin' Skater dater Boards flew over the fence Empty the pool and they will come All of

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

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

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

Goin' Out U.S. Bombs

> get me a box of 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

The World U.S. Bombs

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 of

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 of

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

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

Croatia Breaks U.S. Bombs

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 propaganda's horrible The fascist president He cleaned out the hospital Of

Cirenda U.S. Bombs

rotates the same old broken tape It 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

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

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

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

Art Kills U.S. Bombs

were constitutional You might recall we tore down the wall The road has gotten narrow They keep it subliminal You might recall the uniform control You might recall stallion installed New world order of

Not Enough U.S. Bombs

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 next dive Always on the road tryin' to save our souls A lot of

76ixties U.S. Bombs

Doesn't take a whole lotta gas Mine and me take piles to the drive in When we win always makin' out at the pass '76ixties, '76ixties, '76ixties, '76ixties Midnight, we're gonna bet the farm Ten of

John Gotti U.S. Bombs

John Gotti John Gotti Dig up the Don and get his DNA A clone of teflon to clean the slate Vote no no no no On politicians Vote no no no no On Free Masons Bring in the mob! Bring them in!

Madagascar U.S. Bombs

out, "Viva le roi" Twenty more cannons, thirty-four muskets Headed out for treasure in the bourbon islands Plunder take was gold, diamonds, silks and porcelains Madagascar, we're comin for your barrels of

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

New Approach U.S. Bombs

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 A carton of

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

Nothin' On Us U.S. Bombs

plenty, we spent every penny Why not we're young and wrong Bonnie and Clyde, they had nothin' on us Except for murder money and blood We gave 'em the slip more than we caught Can't tax that side of

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

Jaks U.S. Bombs

pull up up on me one on 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

So In Fuck With You U.S. Bombs

freak i'm in fuck with you my love so in fuck with you i'm in fuck with you my love so in fuck with you we stay together through thick and thin if we're blood we'd be bloody inbreds we never get enought of

Don't Take It Back U.S. Bombs

I heard you're angry because there's a 'cause Don't you remember what you're fighting for? They're gonna take you to bed They're gonna give you one for free The side is lookin' good and they wanna...

Checkpoint U.S. Bombs

What else can you doYou bit more than you can chewThe hand is feeding youCheckpoint, Charlie's coming soonRadar controls your movesSatellite, the baby foodHuman race will loseThey're cloning me and...

Salute The Dead U.S. Bombs

There's an o.d. case in the poolThere's a couple passed out on the stairsWatch your shoes, 'cause they'll steal you, blind youAin't gonna find the winners hereA dead mans weekend has got my nameOn ...

New Killer U.S. Bombs

Quiet knocks on the front doorDelivery eat the liverPizzas for the stocking killerFeed it to the head in the freezerRavaging inside the trashThey're all on speedPlace your bets the worms crawl inMy...

Good Night U.S. Bombs

I'll be the last to understandWhile you were demoralizedGod damnit times still on your sideA rolling stone no less theDischords on the sideJust add a star up in the skyWith broken records broken sp...

Roll Around U.S. Bombs

The UPS man just pulled upHe dropped a package on the stepsMy ticket out is in that boxBeen waiting for a monthI tore it up and ripped it outAnd slid on linoleumUnattached but I'm attachedI roll ar...

Shot Down U.S. Bombs

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 dieyou went behindmy back for what was mine(on...