Lost formatting
I’m a terrorist and I’m OK
I sleep all night and I bomb all day
I’m with the goats
I hear the call
I get down on my knees
My favorite knocks me over
And covers me with fleas
I’m a terrorist and I’m OK
I sleep all night and I bomb all day
I’m underground
With new plastique
The perfect loser’s lair
Look at the pretty wires
I’ll twist the red in there
(Tremendous explosion, scraps of white fabric float down through the smoke)
(chorus)
He’s a terrorist and he’s OKaaaaaaaay
He sleeps all night and he bombs all day