Pipe Bomb Guru Songtext
von Stuart Davis

I know that I′ll be famous when I kill the President
There's gonna be blood on the White House lawn
Nuts and bolts and dynamite
In a six inch steel tube packed so tight
It′s gonna be disguised as a chocolate cake
And sweets will be the President's last mistake

I've been brooding, self-imploding
My leash just snapped,
It feels so good to be unloading

Chorus:
It′s not an idle threat, I′m gonna do it
I'm gonna build a pipe bomb,
I′m gonna follow through with
The death threat plans, and a social coup
And you won't laugh when the dead guy is you,
Will you Mr. President?
It′s gonna come true - pipe bomb guru


I used to be a postman till I took some bad acid
And burned a horse's head on the boss′ desk
They put me in a mental ward, five year sentence
Workin' in a bakery I plotted vengeance
I pulled a Betty Crocker on the nation's chief
And this is one desert that′s gonna
Wreck more than his teeth

I′ve been fuming - rage is boiling
The tether's broke, man it′s great to be uncoiling

Chorus

I'm gonna hit this country′s voters where they live
I'm gonna turn the president into a human sieve
Pennsylvania Avenue is really gonna shake
There′s an awful lot of bang
In my German Chocolate cake

I'll give history a sucker punch
Then write a book about it and get paid to speak at brunches

Chorus

A personal apocalypse - pipe bomb guru