Bombs Not Food
Jumped of the staircase
When the barkeep threw me out
I had to pack my suitcase
When they said to leave town
I looked up at the sign that said
Bombs are not allowed
I went and made my own sign too
Ya can't shove me around
Bombs not food
Baggage claim department's overloaded
Once again someone tried to hug me
For the soft spot in my back
And all the clubs are closing down
Undercover and underground
All the pimps they're in pink
Economy is down generation
Kennedy, the mother ship is on the way
The world is running
Mass destruction of a world war weapon
The country is fat enough
Bombs not food