At very first glance Ive got no chance 
so shake me like a baby 
out of this trance, cause I understand 
the master plan, but I need some 
time to learn my lines to fake it... 

Bombs drop, don't stop...gotta keep 
on running till you're on top. 
Bombs drop, don't stop, but you can't 
decide on which to hide or seek ya... 

Hey did you think we'd live so long? 
How many rights to make this wrong? 
so what's it gonna take to keep us 
strong and on our way? 

Hesitate and it's too late, won't even 
know you've sealed your fate... 
too much on your little plate to be okay 

Just one more way to take my money, 
ya suck me dry and think it funny, 
so complicated - blue jean faded, but you 
take the time to do the crime that suits ya 

Bombs drop, don't stop, ya gotta keep on running 
till you're on top, Bombs drop, don't stop 
still can't decide on which to hide or seek ya 

So youre bush need trimmin' 
Your fat need thinnin and your 
cockeyed view has got you grinnin' 
like a souless clone, plans unknown 
at least take the time to trace 
the line around me...