Letter Bomb Lyrics

Tired of being bossed around

Getting the run around

Sweep your floors, empty your trash

You're the one who makes the cash

Tired of being a pissant 9 to 5

Open my letter, you won't be alive



Here's a present just for you

When you'll open it you'll be through



Sit behind your desk, act like a king

Treat me like a human being

Give me the worst jobs, I'm getting mad

When you're dead I'll be glad



Here's a present just for you

When you'll open it you'll be through



Plastic explosive on your letter, you'd be better off dead

Hope the building crumbles on your head

DIE! DIE!