
Contractor Lamb of God
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[Verse 1]
Chopping lines in international sand
Feeding blood junkie habits of the elephant man
Quench his thirst with black water rising
Executive outcomes on a burning horizon
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, motherfucker, let's take a ride
We're rolling Route Irish
Someone has got to die
Trick or treat, it's IEDs
So, roll the dice as we leave,
'Cause it's eight miles of pure luck
With more bang for Sam's buck
[Chorus]
Guaran-fucking-teed
Someone will bleed
Guaran-fucking-teed
Someone will bleed
[Verse 2]
Privatize to conceal all the lies
Big business is booming like it's the Fourth of July
No need for all the formalities
Jump the kangaroo courts and plant the lynching trees
Chopping lines in international sand
Feeding blood junkie habits of the elephant man
Quench his thirst with black water rising
Executive outcomes on a burning horizon
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, motherfucker, let's take a ride
We're rolling Route Irish
Someone has got to die
Trick or treat, it's IEDs
So, roll the dice as we leave,
'Cause it's eight miles of pure luck
With more bang for Sam's buck
[Chorus]
Guaran-fucking-teed
Someone will bleed
Guaran-fucking-teed
Someone will bleed
[Verse 2]
Privatize to conceal all the lies
Big business is booming like it's the Fourth of July
No need for all the formalities
Jump the kangaroo courts and plant the lynching trees
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