U.S. Bombs

Guitar sounds, the drums splash
our bowl is hot like a sauna
we've looked around the playgrounds
its sucker fish and pirahnas
Stuck in a tank lost in space
tracks of the train going nowhere
we must repeat repeat after me
we're in a tank going know where
This is a stage poke me with a stick
kick me til i'm dead at least verbally
yer the enemy, yer just inbetween
a living mistake identity
The tank we swim in gets smaller
and smaller! a school of sharks
all about the dollar size in you up
size in you out ! it's dirty pool
a school no rules we're comin up
lets get em out we're breaking out
from all the fools and threw the ranks