Lamb Of God - Contractor - Explicit Album Version lyrics

Stomping lines in international sand Feeding blood drinking habits of the Elephant Man Quench his thirst, when black water rises He takes you around toward the burning horizon Yeah, motherf**er, lets take a ride We're rollin' round irate, someone has got to die Trick or Treat, in dying need So roll the dice as we leave Cause it's 8 miles of pure luck with warm bags of Guaran-f**ing-teed Someone will bleed Guaran-f**ing-teed Someone will bleed Privatize to conceal all the lies Big Business is booming, like its the fourth of July No need for all the formalities, Jump the kangaroo corpse And flank beneath the trees Yeah, motherf**er, lets take a ride Running red lights in a green zone Someone has got to die (Pity me?) there's nothing here to see So throw the dice for me please, and let's Store the pint of blood to cash in to refund Guaran-f**ing-teed Just sign the deed Guaran-f**ing-teed Someone will bleed Someone has got to die Ours is not to reason why Ours is but to do if the pay rate's right Black liquid a**ets, f** the Mujahideen Paint their picket fences Red with the American dream Lay your heavy hammer down Get the job done right Jacked up, and co*ked in, to a firefight Covert reactions said you never saw me A gla** parking lot in the American Dream Yeah They all die f**ing Murder Guaran-f**ing-teed, Someone will bleed Lay your heavy hammer down Get the job done right Jacked up, and co*ked in, to a firefight Covert reactions said you never saw me A gla** parking lot in the American Dream