When the Bomb Drops

We had a lot of good times brother I've knows you all my life Mixing blood and drugs and women In a your journey to the endless night I've watched you kill with shit you're given You sold your vision for a glimpse of Heaven Yeah, goin' in, baby Once you were a thief of fire Now you're just a junkie liar What you gonna cop When the bomb drops? Here it comes There's been a million people, brother Just like you before Think you're beyond good and evil You can't even find the door Painting pictures on your wall In junkie blood Hey man, ain't that cool? It's so beautiful Once you were a thief of fire Now you're just a junkie liar What you gonna cop When the bomb drops? Tell me about it Ain't no medicine can cure you Ain't no woman you can love Only death can make you painless Only death can make you come Junkie Jesus on the cross You beg for scraps like a mongrel dog Vuf-vuf So suicide Once you were a thief of fire Now you're just a junkie liar What you gonna cop When the bomb drops? Tell me about it Oh, no What about? Which way to go? You shot the bullets from your gun You're going down like a setting sun You shot the bullets from your gun You're going down like a setting sun You shot the bullets from your gun You're going down like a setting sun You shot the bullets from your gun You're going down like a setting sun You shot the bullets from your gun You're going down like a setting winter sun