Lyrics: U.S. Bombs. Checkpoint.

what else can you do you bit more than you can chew the hand is feeding you checkpoint charlie's coming soon radar controls your moves satellite the baby food human race will lose they're cloning me and you cleanliness is next to deadliness how low can we go this is not a test no we got no map cause we're on our own taking our place in laptop world catchers goin rye bar tab cut and dry we will not eat tonight no choices for your own life a pirate's life for me we have to reap and rape we get no minimum wage we take as musch as we can take hey hey hey made a mistake turn back the page to the last century