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