Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Contractor, artist - Lamb Of God. Date of issue: 22.02.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Contractor |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| Guaran-fucking-teed, someone will bleed |
| 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 |
| Yeah motherfucker, let’s take a ride |
| Running red lights in a green zone |
| Someone has got to die |
| Hidden aegis, nothing here to see |
| So load the dice for me please |
| And let’s snort the bottom line |
| Crude cashed into refined |
| Guaran-fucking-teed, just sign the deed |
| Guaran-fucking-teed, someone will bleed |
| Someone has got to die |
| Ours is not to reason why |
| Ours is but to do if the pay rate’s right |
| Black liquid assets, fuck the Mujahideen |
| Paint their picket fences red with the American dream |
| Lay the heavy hammer down, get the job done right |
| Jacked up and clocked in into a fire fight |
| Covert reactions and you never saw me |
| A glass parking lot in the American dream |
| They all die |
| Fucking murder |
| Guaran-fucking-teed, someone will bleed |
| Guaran-fucking-teed |
| Lay the heavy hammer down, get the job done right |
| Jacked up and clocked in into a fire fight |
| Covert reactions and you never saw me |
| A glass parking lot in the American dream |