Texty:
Exploders The The Exploders

(Jack Gilbert Grahm) There was a young man who blew up a plane, he blew up the plane for = personal gain. I guess he was insane. There was a young man

't let me blow up We'll hook it all up I guess there's fields of speed where there's fields of grain Saint Barbara, don't let me explode I can feel the

I was warned and I was told I explode I explode I explode... I was warned I was told I explode I explode I explode... Elusive stranger Come on, lay

you rely on what you get high on And you last just as long as it serves you Explode or implode, explode or implode We will take care of it Explode or implode, explode

, my love explodes My love explodes all over the world for you, yeah you My love explodes in diamonds and pearls for you, just you My love explodes

I met a man locked away For things, he hadn't done Innocence on a ball and chain He'll never feel the sun Again on his face Roses in his hands But when

the basement Enough to just blow that roof to the pavement And he was the man for the job, A one-man bomb squad A middle aged mess thinking: [Chorus:] "I feel like I'm gonna explode

a disease, yeah I like, I like suicide mixed with Jesus Christ, yeah I like, I like Jesus Christ mixed with suicide, yeah Exploding Reloading Exploding Exploding Reloading Exploding

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Yeah! I do not need (He does not need) A microphone (A microphone) My voice