Tank

The wheels of the tank keep turning round and round
How many megatons will it take To make them turn around
The wheels of the tank keep turning round and round
How many megatons will it take To make them turn around
every man is left behind everyman has lost his mind
Exocets and dollar signs Bounce off the shell of me tank
Another missile flying high snaking cross the desert sky
Oilmen in their jeeps ride by speeding to the bank
the wheels of the tank keep turning round and round
How many megatons it take to make them Turnaround
Tombstone Cops with Gripping Hands
Playing Cowboys in the sand
Nothing ever goes as planned deep inside my tank
Shell-suited booted goggles flash
Tripping out under the trax
Buffalow soldiers high on crack
Smokin in me tank
Fox by foxed news my head is confused
Sometimes I think that I'm being used
Suppress all thoughts automatic mode
So I can't see the ghosts crowding the road
The wheels of the tank keep turning round and round
How many megatons will it take to make them turnaround
Awaken Mesopotamia
Never left No Hope City, Georgia
The world is Shitsville, Arizona
Death Metal getting louder and louder
Pumping in me tank

Searching for the Hindu Bomb
Searching for the muslim bomb
Still on the lookout for the suicide bomb
Get on your knees and thank Christ for the Bomb



Credits
Writer(s): John Ashok Pandit, Sanjay Tailor, Steven Chandra Savale
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