U.S. Bombs

U.S. Bombs - The Contract lyrics

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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

We know our place we're in your face

we are a disgrace for the human race

no hallos here, none of us are saints



the underrated , the underdogs

the unnaounced, under the fog

the boat keeps floating and we keep rowing

Fuck off we're marchin on

We've never been about business man 

they won't play us on the radio

I guess we're just a bloody neusance

We're just a bunch of fucking punks



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