Circle Jerks - Wild in the Streets

Letter Bomb

Tired of being bossed around
Getting the runaround
Sweep your floors, empty your trash
You're the one who makes the cash
Tired of being a pissant 9 to 5
Open my letter, you won't be alive

Here's a present just for you
When you'll open it, you'll be through

Sit behind your desk, act like a king
Treat me like a human being
Give me the worst jobs, I'm getting mad
When you're dead, I'll be glad

Here's a present just for you
When you'll open it, you'll be through

Plastic explosive on your letter
You'd be better off dead
Hope the building crumbles
On your head

Die!
Die!

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Writer(s): Keith G. Morris, Greg W. Hetson
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