U.S. Bombs lyrics

U.S. Bombs lyrics

"Rubber Room Lyrics"

Groundbound Lyrics
how long the wait? clouds are hanging over me obscurity prevails wearing the face of


Yer goin to the rave

Yer goin to the rave

Ya wanna get laid gonna paint yer face



Goin to the disco

Goin to the disco

Man with the camel toe dancin to the techno



Goin to the rock
Hysterical Extraction Of Facial Tissue Lyrics
Psycho-pathetic extraction of facial tissue With Sick intention of consume Look deep into my eyes F
show

Goin to the rockshow

There hose'n off the pigs the devils in the backrow.



I'm a little mental I'm a little mental

I'm a gonna pogo through the glass window

the fog machine and the extasy in your mouth.....
Danky Lyrics
It restricts the range of motion right up to my head and it even pains me when I breathe. So don't try and tell me that you know just how I feel



it aint sexy its just fuckin foul



Lobotomies and all the loonies

come on lets get 'em now

We gatta storm this mental ward,

walk with our heads held proud

Zombies don't and dead men walk,
Perfect Time Lyrics
Believe me I'm not afraid Teach me To learn your ways Carry me Under your wings In your perfect time
standing all around

nobody feels they've got no pulse,

we dance at the speed of sound

Get off your asses get off the mattress now



Go on back to the rubber room proud

ya gotta get back to the rubber room


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