TED LEO AND THE PHARMACISTS LYRICS

"Bomb.Repeat.Bomb"

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 bullshit
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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