U.S. Bombs - Holly Cost Lyrics

Ya cover up the truth
Cuz ya don't know what to do
tomorrow ain't gonna come
We're running out of room
Panic!
Into the streets
Radiate the human meat
Nuclear meltdown, Holly Cost
Radio frequencies

Mercy Kill! A mercy killing!
The generation of baby boomer sluts!

Who is the enemy?
We are the dying breed
Inconstant judgement, man you're obsolete
Self pity generation, nuclear generation,
a wannabe generation, there's no clean air