Ted Leo and The Pharmacists - Bomb. Repeat. Bomb lyrics

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Ted Leo and The Pharmacists - Bomb. Repeat. Bomb lyrics

Like a gray bird in a blue sky, over a blue ocean civilized men fly Bomb, repeat, bomb, repeat, bomb Through puffy clouds and beautiful rainbows with the power and the speed and the will to succeed, moneyed men fly high Bomb, repeat, bomb, repeat, bomb No need to clomp around through the ash, the rubble and the mud Bomb, repeat, bomb, repeat, bomb No need for face to face, or even worse, to put a perfectly spit-shined pair of brand new leather boots on the dirty, dusty ground Bomb, repeat, bomb, repeat, bomb Oh sure, you could mobilize a million troops But a thousand could probably get the job done But then people start to ask questions So when you drop in out of the white clouds in a blue sky, don't worry about them having to see the whites of your blue eyes Bomb, repeat, bomb, repeat, bomb Just let that payload fly and wing on home, my son, it's not your day to die Bomb, repeat, bomb, repeat, bomb And when the crying starts, you won't have to see their bloodshot eyes turn red And when the dying starts, you won't have to know a thing about who's dead This is your mission, pretend it's television where the good guys always win And they're gonna win again because you're gonna bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb Oh, they can keep talking, let them keep talking, they can talk while the bombs fall around them for all I care Bomb, repeat, bomb, repeat, bomb But when you've had enough of this diplomatic bullsh** and your patience is up, well, alright, it's on and they asked for it Bomb, repeat, bomb, repeat, bomb Ah, but you'll want to give yourself a second to take in the beauty of the sight As you come in over the mountains between the green earth and the sky and bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb Yes, bomb, repeat, bomb, repeat, bomb In and out, no mess, no fuss Bomb, repeat, bomb, repeat, bomb And when the crying starts, you won't have to see their bloodshot eyes turn red And when the dying starts, you won't have to know a thing about who's dead This is your mission, like television where the good guys always win And they're gonna win again because you're gonna bomb, repeat, bomb bomb, repeat, bomb bomb, repeat, bomb bomb, repeat, bomb bomb, repeat, bomb

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