Saturday, May 16, 2015

2.1472 : 5/14/09 : Bomb Range (The Golden Age: 18/100)

I’m coming in are your sirens blowing
I’m going low is your ack ack showing
don’t shoot me down it’s a work of art
I’m about to blow your resistance apart
Your heart is my objective
Your frail is my strange
Your heart is my objective
and you are my bomb range
I’ve got every egg in just one basket
knock me down again I might just blow a gasket
It’s not my responsibility to reconstruct
and anyway after it all the prospects sucked
Your heart is my objective
Your frail is my strange
Your heart is my objective
and you are my bomb range
Your heart is my objective
Your frail is my strange
Your heart is my objective
and you are my bomb range
Your heart is my objective
Your frail is my strange
Your heart is my objective
and you are my bomb range

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