Bombs under the table
You make me feel like I don't have a choice
But you're willin' and able
And soon to be writin' off me and my boys
Been tired of seein' the sun
Out in the night sky
You planted the seeds of a gun
And now your garden's growin' so fine
We wanna amuse
So we're writin' off things that don't make sense
Wanna abuse you
So we beat you down and replace your head
Bombs under the table
You know it could take a whole lifetime
But you're livin' a fable
And soon to be turnin' off your pride
Been dyin' to kill the sum
Of a people that you despise
You planted on foreign land
And now you shout out
"Look at Their crimes"
Can I wait for you now
When you're at my door
Can I wait for you now
Can I give you more
We wanna amuse
So we're writin' off things that don't make sense
Wanna abuse you
So we beat you down and replace your head
Sometimes I wish you'd just die
Well, I'd put a bullet in your head