Bomb The Bomb de Richard Clapton

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Bomb The Bomb
Bomb The Bomb

Bomb the bomb
Bomb the bomb
Your automobile is just a bomb,
Work it out - try somehow,
Gonna shove a bomb in your tailpipe now;
Bomb the bomb
Bomb the bomb
Your automobile is just a bomb,
Watch the blade,
Grab your sword,
Run it right through Henry Ford;

It's a beautiful morning,
Not a cloud in the sky,
The traffic is crawling,
Playing tricks with your mind,
You take your frustration,
Out on to the road,
There's no self -preservation,
You're about to explode;
The temperature's rising,
The sun's climbing high,
The city is choking,
Right in front of our eyes;

It's a beautiful morning,
It's a wonderful life,
A new day is dawning,
But you don't have the time,
The whole hippie nation,
Is shining a light,
For self preservation,
And the sake of a child

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