
I was trying to get some sleep, but then this
Damn noise came from the other room,
Now what? Well, push the button and throw
The bomb.
They told me, hey, now you are old and sick
No way you can do this or that, we don’t
Want you around here anymore, so pick
Up your stuff and go to hell, ok? I have no
Choice, push the button and throw the bomb.
I’ve been looking to have some relief and
Peaceful living life, bother no one, no one
Bother me, but then again came Mr. G,
You can’t have a rest; we will do our best,
Well, I said, there’s no point, push the
Button and throw the bomb.
There are too many people entering my
House, they don’t even ask for my
Permission, they drink my water, eat my
Food, they rob me, or even try to kill me
They don’t give a damn about anything,
What’s the story? Well push the button
And throw the bomb.
Lately all these thoughts are giving me
A hard time, I can’t go out, or swim,
Ride my bike, and sometimes I can’t
Breathe at all, the solution, push the
Button and throw the bomb.
I guess this is the only real solution for
All the bad things around here, no
Place to go, no place to hide, look for
The bees hive and wait for the fall out,
Push the button and fuck them all.
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