Bomb Squad
I am on a suicide mission,
the bomb squad of Massachusetts.
Soaring, scoring, beating down,
in overalls we come,
chow, chow, chop, chop.
We kiss the floor,
penetrate into the core.
Rip our flesh, cut our bones,
get on our knees and pray.
It’s the suicide missions,
we will not fail.
the bomb squad of Massachusetts.
Soaring, scoring, beating down,
in overalls we come,
chow, chow, chop, chop.
We kiss the floor,
penetrate into the core.
Rip our flesh, cut our bones,
get on our knees and pray.
It’s the suicide missions,
we will not fail.
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