• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Bomb - Duran Duran
• Bomb - The Kicks
• Bomb - Band Of Skulls
• Bomb - Darkbuster
• Bomb - Switchfoot
• Bomb - Izzy Stradlin
• Bomb - Retrosic
• Bomb - Tom Verlaine
• Bomb - J Church
• Bomb - Chris Brown
• Bomb - Bush
• Bomb - Gang Green
• Bomb - Kicks

It is too nice to paint your eyes
I took a tear, I don't even want
We don't like, we don't like
the things they say
It takes true life, to you paint your eyes
you don't dare with your imagination
we don't like, we got some
we find you've failed
you don't wait around
you don't realise there's something else
you'd better lock yourself
that I don't think it is all been really there
it's said so the rumour's dead
but I don't say it
that is the world you paint beside
and in a 9 to 5 around town
he's obsessed to make it
you'll understand
here's back to love, you made it out
I've never really, never really bored
he's obsessed to make it
you'll find yourself
yeah
you don't believe it
don't listen to everything you know
you're mine in, in your sacred letter
you're my baby
your voice is so important to me
you've lied it, she's my babe to set a feeling
it's all on my back, you may see that
I'm not your man and your soul thing
you don't search the findings
the world's at stake
you might to love but might not to have
but there's a thing she made me every morning
I don't lie, cause I say
you're my best friend
you may like everything
and that's a fantastic story

standing by the phone
wishing you'd come home
well im saying i'll be fine
while your kissing me goodbye
but you dont think its good enough
and i dont really want to waste that stuff
cause i want you to know
that when im down and im feeling so low
she's a bomb
holding on my heart
but you're tearing it apart
but you dont think its good enough
and i dont really want to waste that stuff
cause i want you to know
that when im down and im feeling so low
she's a bomb

all that you do
all that you say
to get to home is,
to get away
you can stay home
or go away
to get to home is,
to get away.
i hear it.
ohh ohh ohh
i hear it.
always a rich.
never the cold.
dont take the pain now
hold out for more.
and when you wake up
your dying days
to get to home still,
to get away.
i hear it.
ohh ohh ohh
i hear it.
i hear it.
i hear it.
i hear it.
i hear it.
i hear it.
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i hear it.
i hear it.

He wakes up in the morning
He pulls his shirt and boots on
He grabs his lunch pale and heads out to the light
And he goes, and he goes and he works all day
For his meager little paycheck
When Monday comes his money is already spent
And when he gets home his dinners cold
His wife is yapping at the kids
And he snaps and decides to runaway
He's Gonna Drop A Bomb On You
He's Gonna Drop A Bomb On You
He's Gonna Drop A Bomb On You
Drop A Bomb, Drop A Bomb
He hopes one day for a better life
As he scratches his lottery ticket
The jackpot never comes, He hangs his head
And he goes, and he goes and he works all day
For his meager little paycheck
When Monday comes its off to work again
He's Gonna Drop A Bomb On You
He's Gonna Drop A Bomb On You
He's Gonna Drop A Bomb On You
Drop A Bomb, Drop A Bomb

With blankness staring back at me
And gleaming from the pages, I feel the fear of apathy
Gripping me, pushing me on top of everything
In the corner with a view, I turn off the fluorescent tubes
This is the bomb that I've been waiting for, living for
You've finally lit the fuse that's in my head
Yes, you've finally lit the fuse that's in my head
With nothingness on top of me, bleeding from my folder
You can stop the emptiness, don't let it take me over
I've been sinking now, further into nothing
I've been waiting long, longer than for something
This is the bomb that I've been waiting for, living for
You've finally lit the fuse that's in my head
Yes, you've finally lit the fuse that's in my head
And you've finally lit the fuse that's in my head

Feelin' stoned motherfucker bang in the head
Kamikaze living fast
They wanna go to a promised land
Oh yeah I'll give 'em all a hand
Ahead, ahead, ahead
Hey drop the bomb, hey drop the bomb
Greazy little bomber flying right on track
Radio in for an air attack
Lock in position for the final pair
They're throwing a bomb that's a miracle man
Ahead, ahead, ahead
Hey drop the bomb, hey drop the bomb
Hey drop the bomb, hey drop the bomb
Solve in a line for the main attack
Give 'em a ring tell 'em where it's at
Lock in position for the final pair
They're throwing a bomb that's a miracle man
Ahead, ahead, ahead
Hey drop the bomb, hey drop the bomb

"You know how we’ve always talked about the possibility
of something going wrong with the bomb"
Blame your government
Judge the innocent
Kill your president
Yeah, not a bad intent
Our minds are explosive
We are so corrosive
Today we will get the jump
Yeah, let’s drop the bomb
We came to drop a bomb
Fucker, let’s drop a bomb
We came to drop the bomb
Fucker, let’s drop a bomb
"Is this gonna setup the doomsday machine?"
"The hydrogen bomb"
Blame the government
Judge the innocent
Kill your president
Yeah, not a bad intent
Our minds are explosive
We are so corrosive
Today we will get the jump
Yeah, let’s drop the bomb

(Verlaine)
I don't know how to talk... no
I don't know how to think... uh uh...
I just lay there... bomb bomb bomb
we can't work it out
o shucks heeheehaha. it's fun
not knowing what to say bomb bomb
bomb it is the treasure without...
no. it is the pleasure without measure
what a treasure. we can't work it out
its these disintegrations I'm looking

Sweat drips down his face as he walks into the place,
That he walks by every single day,
He's only 21, but when his job is done,
Never again will he walk this way
He leaves his bag underneath the seat,
He breaths new air back on city streets,
He knows love grows but a war must be won,
So his bomb that's aimed to kill and maim ticks on and on
The suit and tie that works downtown is standing in the underground,
And he reads the New York Times while he waits,
There's a woman on the phone,
Says she's on her way home,
She could have saved a quarter if she knew her fate
The suit, the tie is a thin disguise,
For a body that has departed, the soul left to rot inside,
And they will not be spared and they will not escape,
The bomb is in a briefcase aimed against the bourgeois state
No chance, no way, they will not escape,
No chance, no way, they will not escape,
'Cause from the day that you're born you're told what to do,
And I think that seems a good enough excuse,
So what do you when you can't take it no more?

Featuring: Wiz Khalifa
All my ladies, put ya hands up
All my ladies, put ya hands up
If you got that bomb, bomb, ba, bomb, ba, bomb, bomb
Know you got that bomb, bomb, ba, bomb, ba, bomb, bomb
Ladies, put ya hands up if you that bomb, bomb
Girl, you got that bomb, ba, bomb, ba, bomb, bomb, bomb
Oh, me, oh, my, body like a monster
Let me get inside, ya booty I'ma conquer
If ya question bout my size, I give you the answer
Girl you got that good, good, I already know
Tell it by your size, I know you a dancer
Rein, derierre, I'ma call you 'Prancer'
Booty paparazzi, pose for the camera
All my ladies, if you got it let me know
Because shawty thick in her hips, cold than 'em other
Licking her lips, a bad mothasucker
Apple looking so ripe, she make me want a piece
I give it to her all night so she don't wanna leave
If you got that bomb, bomb, ba, bomb, ba, bomb, bomb
Know you got that bomb, bomb, ba, bomb, ba, bomb, bomb
Ladies, put ya hands up if you that bomb, bomb
Girl, you got that bomb, ba, bomb, ba, bomb, bomb, bomb
Something like a pimp, nothin' like them other fellas
Heard that you the shit, girl, we should blow up together
Ooh I know you got that bomb shit, call it nine, eleven
I'm just tryna beat it up, he could it, acapella
We should go back to my crib, that's what I'ma tell her
Bring one or two of them 'cause your friends looking kinda jealous
R-r-rolling papers like propellors blowing mozarella
Lotta niggas in the club, who cares I'm the realest
Tell the waiters we gon need more cases
And when you think the money's gone we spending more faces
She with homeboy but she want this
Six cars, eight chains, three cribs, one Wiz
Because shawty thick in her hips, cold than 'em other
Licking her lips, a bad mothasucker
Apple looking so ripe, she make me want a piece
I give it to her all night so she don't wanna leave
If you got that bomb, bomb, ba, bomb, ba, bomb, bomb
Know you got that bomb, bomb, ba, bomb, ba, bomb, bomb
Ladies, put ya hands up if you that bomb, bomb
Girl, you got that bomb, ba, bomb, ba, bomb, bomb, bomb
Hold up kimosabe, my crib look like a lobby
I'm in that black Bugatti and I off that Carlo Rossi
I with that Taylor Posse, these ladies wanna party
And there's so much ice up on my neck, it look like I play hockey
So hold up, nigga, stop me, all these haters watch me
I give it up, you're in the deep, you can call me cocky
Any stage or any beat you know I'ma body
And Wiz roll that good shit up and he riding shawty
Because shawty thick in her hips, cold than 'em other
Licking her lips, a bad mothasucker
Apple looking so ripe, she make me want a piece
I give it to her all night so she don't wanna leave
If you got that bomb, bomb, ba, bomb, ba, bomb, bomb
Know you got that bomb, bomb, ba, bomb, ba, bomb, bomb
Ladies, put ya hands up if you that bomb, bomb
Girl, you got that bomb, ba, bomb, ba, bomb, bomb, bomb
Yeah, so when you [Incomprehensible]
Smell like that good weed, man, blame it on me
You don't blame Weezy, man, blame that shit on me, man

wanted to buy you shiny red things
thought I'd be with you until the end
how did I know that I would be there
blow me away
see if I care
death of a future
goodbye to my friends
wish I could see you all again
family hollow
family real
wish you were here see how I feel
kill a man
kill a girl
kill a man
kill a girl
jekyll in you
brins out the wired in me
I have no defense
I'm all that you see
the night is a bomb blast
the night is on fire
sing with me in the gasoline choir
and you say you want to change our minds
I've paid for your belief with mine
of all the bravest stands in ti;me

Church burnt down yesterday
All the criminals have escaped
But our government built another bomb
Liquor stores been closed
All the street people froze
But our government built another bomb
Depression recession noone has any money
Another schools been closed down
From lack of federal funding
Thousands of homeless polluting the streets
A girl couldn't afford an abortion
Now her baby can't eat
Church burnt down yesterday
All the criminals have escaped
But our government built another bomb
Liquor stores been closed
All the street people froze
But our government built another bomb
Ronnies on the golf course
Nancys out shopping
Two blind in the street
Are begging for money
Building bombs has become the new rage
Nuclear breakfast for your kids today
Church burnt down yesterday
All the criminals have escaped
But our government built another bomb
Liquor stores been closed
All the street people froze
But our government built another bomb
We send our money to El Salvador
As children starve at our front door
And our government built another bomb
And where the halfpipe used to be
Now stands a factory

standing by the phone
wishing you'd come home
well im saying i'll be fine
while your kissing me goodbye
but you dont think its good enough
and i dont really want to waste that stuff
cause i want you to know
that when im down and im feeling so low
she's a bomb
holding on my heart
but you're tearing it apart
but you dont think its good enough
and i dont really want to waste that stuff
cause i want you to know
that when im down and im feeling so low