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No Yuppies. No Nazis. No Cops.

by Johnny and The Bomb

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1.
I know your daddy was a bruiser, Big men don't fall so easily. To the wound a cauteriser, Sing low think deep, don't deal with it. The middle brow of a dictator, Love long, love hard, don't play with it. We are who we are, We're sick but we're strong don't fuck with us. We are who we are, We're dead, we're cold, we're not alone. From the top a proclamation, Dig deep, sigh hard, just pay for it. And to the moon, a new horizon, Big bucks, no luck, can't truck with it. And to this end, a demonstration: New world, no trees, just tire burns. We are who we are, we're sick but we're strong don't fuck with us. We are who we are, we're cheap and we're shit but you paid for us. We are who we are, We're men of gold and fireworks, We are who we are, We're dead, we're cold, we're not alone.
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I'm lying here, I'm crouched in fear, Hoping I have disappeared, The hunt is on and I am just the prey. The attack comes and all the songs I've learned in a life that isn't long, die out and I bow down to kiss his feet. To kiss his feet, and I, I don't know why, I keep on coming back for more, but one thing though, I know, I'm slow, But at least there's always somewhere I can... Yeah, Yeah take me down, Take me down to Tyrannosaurus Rock. Take me down, Where I may lay, and God can save my skin. I'm near his throne, his velvet stone, and largely I'm just left alone, Ignored until my breath gives me away. And I'm still small against his wall no chance of fighting back at all, I'm only tall enough to kiss his feet. To kiss his feet... I'm breathing hard, My face is scarred, He holds above his head a shard, of something he destroyed not far away. He's coming now, and I allow, for doubt to form across his brow, I'm only tall enough to kick his feet. To kick his feet, and I, I never lied. I never thought I'd see my home, at least not now, when all around, the voices scream his name without a... Yeah yeah...
3.
'82 06:23
Introducing Groove champion the brave, Master gun driver and savior to be saved, from the powers that feed off of, diesel and greed, he was stolen in the night by the dickies, December 24th, 1982. Introducing Taurus the bull. A raging stampede of justice, Challenged just by fools, Look out overhead. Like the powers that feed off of, Diesel and greed, Like the leader over all the dickies, heaven help the man who waves red at the bull. This is your power trip. This is your one way gift, a ticket to the badlands where all the bad men stay. Over and over the fields of evil we roll, bringing down with sibling love and fire, the fortress in which they hold, you. And the powers that feed off of, freedom and greed, they will never feel a blow this heavy, till stampede comes home and sets wheel to the ground.

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Johnny and the Bomb's first official release, with 3 stories from the world of Johnny Pain Threshold.

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released August 5, 2012

All songs by Johnny and the Bomb. produced by Barry Reid at La Chunky studios, Glasgow.

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Once upon a time there will be a boy who destroyed the world, Johnny P. Threshold. These are his stories, we sing them loudly. Johnny and the bomb will return with a full lineup in the near future.

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