Rain Ammunition Paroles

Lady, you're the Fort Ham of your dress
No one will lay it, and no one will say it
Kids are like a wild, deery game
Tough shank legs will never be the same (wah!)

Fashion
Pass...
Passion

There's a troop
He's not plural, he's
Dropped off by a desert shack
Shandy Town, look at your lime sparks
Under the tree
She falls like a leaf

(flutter...)

Stay on the primal scream track La-bor
Labor
There's a labor
Shop
Shop
Shop
Shoppin'
Evil shoppin'
Yeah, you, you're shoppin'!
(scream)
Whoa whoa whoa...