Drop bombs, You're gonna be You're gonna be scorned, You're gonna be There's a storm hittin' your home, not a false but a real one Can't trick it, wake up, can't stick it, pick it lines striking If you like it, don't fight it, hold it, then want it
Head straight to the killing zone, Now the on Head straight to the zone, now the war's on, holes in the ozone, we're all gone Head straight to the killing zone, Now the on Head straight to the zone, now the war's on, holes in the ozone, we're all gone
All the nights of constant run, if the one, well now you're bombed on, Mr. Dumb One, you got a shot gun, hit the marksmen Complex here, he don't live here, keep the war there, just to control there Without a here, you should just see there Start a war there, cross the
Head straight to the zone, Now the war's on Head straight to the killing zone, now the war's on, holes in the ozone, all gone straight to the killing zone, Now the war's on Head straight to the killing zone, now the war's on, holes in the ozone, we're all
[x2] Head straight to the killing zone, Now the on Head straight to the killing zone, now the war's on, holes in the ozone, we're all Head to the killing zone, Now the war's on Head straight to the killing zone, now the war's on, holes in the ozone, we're all