U.S. Bombs - Rumble Fishers

Guitar sounds, the drums splash
Our bowl is hot like a sauna
We've looked around the playgrounds
Its sucker fish and piranhas

Stuck in a tank Lost in Space
Tracks of the train going nowhere
We must repeat repeat after me
We're in a tank going know where

This is a stage poke me with a stick
Kick me til I'm dead at least verbally
Yer the enemy, yer just in between
A living mistake Identity

The tank we swim in gets smaller
And smaller! a school of sharks
All about the dollar size in you up
Size in you out! It's dirty pool
A School No rules we're comin' up
Lets get em out we're breaking out
From all the fools and threw the ranks

Written by:
CHIP HANNA, DUANE THOMAS PETERS, KERRY MARTINEZ, WADE WALSTON

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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