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Drop bombs, you're gonna be warned You're gonna be scorned, you're gonna be torn There's a storm hittin' your home, not a false alarm but a real one Can't trick it, it's wicked, can't stick it, picket lines striking If you like it, don't fight it, just hold it, then ride it
Heading straight to the killing zone, now the war's on Heading straight to the killing zone, now the war's on Holes in the ozone, we're all gone Heading straight to the killing zone, now the war's on Heading straight to the killing zone, now the war's on Holes in the ozone, we're all gone
All the nights of constant run If you're the one, well now you're bombed Sail on, Mr. Dumb One, you got a shot gun, hit the marksmen Complex thoughts here, he don't live here Keep the war there just to control there Without a care here, you should just see there Start a war there, cross the borders
Heading straight to the killing zone, now the war's on Heading straight to the killing zone, now the war's on Holes in the ozone, we're all gone Heading straight to the killing zone, now the war's on Heading straight to the killing zone, now the war's on Holes in the ozone, we're all gone
Heading straight to the killing zone, now the war's on Heading straight to the killing zone, now the war's on Holes in the ozone, we're all gone Heading straight to the killing zone, now the war's on Heading straight to the killing zone, now the war's on Holes in the ozone, we're all gone
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