Making the Bombs - Circle Jerks

I spend my nights in the factory

Building bombs for the good of the nation

It’s my job can’t you see?

Massive plutonium radiation

They’re gonna rock and destroy

Made from the finest of alloys

They’re gonna fly under the radar

Six feet over the russian horizon

Making The Bombs!

Making The Bombs!

I install electronic components

The little chips that know where home is

It’s such a thrill going through my section

When i give them my final inspection

I like the kind that save the buildings

Why take it out on pillars of stone?

You gotta kill you gotta maim

The reak estate is not to blame

Making the world a nicer place

For us to be

Making the world a saver place

For you and me

To keep a lid on the population

We’ll drop bombs on selected nations

We’ve got a big one in current production

We’ll teach those slime buckets about reproduction

Making the bombs, Making the bombs

Dropping the bombs, dropping the bombs…