Songs about bombs

Primal Scream's last album included a track called Rise, which originally was to be called 'Bomb The Pentagon'. They played it live a couple of times, but then 11/9 came and they had to change it.

Also, in the politically-charged-bands-whose-names-can-be-acronymized-into-four-letters category:

"Bombtrack" by RATM
"Boom" by SOAD

the clash - rock the casbah

You dropped a bomb on me, baby
You dropped a bomb on me (But you turned me out, baby)
You dropped a bomb on me, baby
You dropped a bomb on me (But you turned me on, baby)


We were in motion, felt like an ocean
You were the girl for me
You were the first explosion, turned out to be corrosion
You were the first for me
But you turned me out, baby

(etc.)

"The kill is swift it makes no sound
Destruction takes its toll
The rhythm of violence cuts through the air
There's no more control
The sky turns cloudy, an evil red
Missiles fly through the air
Shattered dreams, shattered hopes
and bodies everywhere!"

yes, the new one's going to be "da confusing & unethical full-ground tactical assault on an unprotected village somewhere in the desert"

Also that Country Joe & the Fish song where they moan "Please don't drop that h-bomb on me."

Do you think that calling people/things you like "da bomb" will soon fall out of favor?

yes, the new one's going to be "da confusing & unethical full-ground tactical assault on an unprotected village somewhere in the desert"

According to my "Teach yourself P-Funk" guide, "The Bomb" is defined as "embracing the P."

"The P" is defined as "being the best of anything (except that of Electric Spankic nature."

"Electric Spank" is defined as "the scientific pimping of natural instincts by Forces of Evil represented by the Muthaflunkers-At-The-Top."

The original P-Funk use of Da Bomb, expected and accounted for its misuse.

So if you're scared of the A-bomb, I'll tell you what to do:
You got to get with all the people in the world with you.
You got to get together and let out a yell,
Or the first thing you know we'll blow this world to...
Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Moscow, too,
New York, London, Timbuktu,
Shanghai, Paris, up the flue,
Hiroshima, Nagasaki...
We must choose between
The brotherhood of man or smithereens.
The people of the world must pick out a thesis:
"Peace in the world, or the world in pieces!"

Whoosh...

All I did was listen to the Fates
I blew up the United States
Now little bits of Texas
Are floating up in space
I blew up the United States

They're rioting in Africa,
They're starving in Spain.
There's hurricanes in Florida,
And Texas needs rain
The whole world is festering
With unhappy souls.
The French hate the Germans,
The Germans hate the Poles;
Italians hate Yugoslavs,
South Africans hate the Dutch,
And I don't like anybody very much!

But we can be tranquil
And "thankfill" and proud,
For man's been endowed
With a mushroom-shaped cloud.
And we know for certain
That some lovely day
Someone will set the spark off,
And we will all be blown away!

They're rioting in Africa,
There's strife in Iran.
What nature doesn't do to us
Will be done by our fellow man!

Impaled Nazarene Fallout Theory In Practice

Silver lights burning eyes
Ultraviolent hellish cries
Deep red flashes blistering skies
Fallout theory in practise
The great mushroom never lies
Roaring thunder cracking earth
Delightful decay crawl in dirt
Mankind radiated
Finally annihilated
Darkness is what remains
Fallout theory in practise
The grand mushroom my rebirth
Obey the mushroom warlock of hell
Mankind annihilated
Finally radiated
Blackness is what prevails

how quickly I forget

This style seems wild
Wait before you treat me like a stepchild
Let me tell you why they got me on file
'Cause I give you what you lack
Come right and exact
Our status is the saddest
So I care where you at, black
And at home I got a call from Tony Rome
The FBI was tappin' my telephone
I never live alone
I never walk alone
My posse's always ready, and they're waitin' in my zone
Although I live the life that of a resident
But I be knowin' the scheme that of the president
Tappin' my phone whose crews abused
I stand accused of doing harm
'Cause I'm louder than a bomb
C'mon C'mon louder etc...

I am the rock hard trooper
To the bone, the bone, the bone
Full grown - consider me - stone
Once again and
I say it for you to know
The troop is always ready, I yell `geronimo'
Your CIA, you see I ain't kiddin'
Both King and X they got ridda' both
A story untold, true, but unknown
Professor Griff knows...
"Yo I ain't milquetoast"
And not the braggin' or boastin' and plus
It ain't no secret why they're tappin' my phone, although
I can't keep it a secret
So I decided to kick it, yo
And yes it weighs a ton
I say it once again
I'm called the enemy - I'll never be a friend
Of those with closed minds, don't know I'm rapid
The way that I rap it
Is makin' 'em tap it, yeah
Never servin 'em well, 'cause I'm an un-Tom
It's no secret at all
Cause I'm louder than a bomb

Cold holdin' the load
The burden breakin' the mold
I ain't lyin' denyin', 'cause they're checkin' my code
Am I buggin' 'cause they're buggin' my phone - for information
No tellin' who's sellin' out - power buildin' the nation so...
Joinin' the set, the point blank target
Every brothers inside - so least not, you forget, no
Takin' the blame is not a waste, here taste
A bit of the song so you can never be wrong
Just a bit of advice, 'cause we be payin' the price
'Cause every brother mans life
Is like swingin' the dice, right?
Here it is, once again this is
The brother to brother
The Terminator, the cutter

Goin' on an' on - leave alone the grown
Get it straight in '88, an' I'll troop it to demonstrate
The posse always ready - 98 at 98
My posse come quick, because my posse got velocity
Tappin' my phone, they never leave me alone
I'm even lethal when I'm unarmed
'Cause I'm louder than a bomb

'Cause the D is for dangerous
You can come and get some of this
I teach and speak
So when its spoke, it's no joke
The voice of choice
The place shakes with bass
Called one for the treble
The rhythm is the rebel
Here's a funky rhyme that they're tappin' on
Just thinkin' I'm breakin' the beats I'm rappin' on
CIA FBI
All they tell us is lies
And when I say it they get alarmed
'Cause I'm louder than a bomb