Running down a battlefield is how this feels
(Shock troops of) callous mundanities are on my heels
Utility bills are bullets, rent's a cannonball
Issues like potato mashers hum and fall
I was supposed to be the rescue party, now the party's over
"Broken arrow!" I'm shouting into my
Radio with the bullet hole through it, I call my friends
Discarded characters from Buckaroo Banzai
These are the loyal beat-down Myrmidons I call my friends
Francis of Assisi was a man apart
He loved Lady Poverty with all his heart
I'm happy for the both of them, I tip my hat
It takes a saint to love an evil bitch like that
O.K., I take that back, Frank, I say awful things when I get down
"Broken arrow!" I'm shouting into my
Radio with the bullet hole through it, I call my friends
Discarded characters from Buckaroo Banzai
These are the loyal beat-down Myrmidons I call my friends
"Broken arrow!" I'm shouting into my
Radio with the bullet hole through it, I call my friends
Discarded characters from Buckaroo Banzai
These are the loyal beat-down Myrmidons I call my friends
Salvo - Call My Friends Lyrics
Salvo - Call My Friends Lyrics
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Running down a battlefield is how this feels
(Shock troops of) callous mundanities are on my heels
Utility bills are bullets, rent's a cannonball
Issues like potato mashers hum and fall
I was supposed to be the rescue party, now the party's over
"Broken arrow!" I'm shouting into my
Radio with the bullet hole through it, I call my friends
Discarded characters from Buckaroo Banzai
These are the loyal beat-down Myrmidons I call my friends
Francis of Assisi was a man apart
He loved Lady Poverty with all his heart
I'm happy for the both of them, I tip my hat
It takes a saint to love an evil bitch like that
O.K., I take that back, Frank, I say awful things when I get down
"Broken arrow!" I'm shouting into my
Radio with the bullet hole through it, I call my friends
Discarded characters from Buckaroo Banzai
These are the loyal beat-down Myrmidons I call my friends
"Broken arrow!" I'm shouting into my
Radio with the bullet hole through it, I call my friends
Discarded characters from Buckaroo Banzai
These are the loyal beat-down Myrmidons I call my friends
(Shock troops of) callous mundanities are on my heels
Utility bills are bullets, rent's a cannonball
Issues like potato mashers hum and fall
I was supposed to be the rescue party, now the party's over
"Broken arrow!" I'm shouting into my
Radio with the bullet hole through it, I call my friends
Discarded characters from Buckaroo Banzai
These are the loyal beat-down Myrmidons I call my friends
Francis of Assisi was a man apart
He loved Lady Poverty with all his heart
I'm happy for the both of them, I tip my hat
It takes a saint to love an evil bitch like that
O.K., I take that back, Frank, I say awful things when I get down
"Broken arrow!" I'm shouting into my
Radio with the bullet hole through it, I call my friends
Discarded characters from Buckaroo Banzai
These are the loyal beat-down Myrmidons I call my friends
"Broken arrow!" I'm shouting into my
Radio with the bullet hole through it, I call my friends
Discarded characters from Buckaroo Banzai
These are the loyal beat-down Myrmidons I call my friends
Writer: Daniel Lord
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid