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​Ricochet

This song is by Bionic Jive and appears on the album Armageddon Through Your Speaker (2001).

Sweep concentration camps with blood hounds.
Night lamps lurking in the cold and damp fox hole.
1969, Vietnam never seen the dead calm type mode.
From sun down till crack of dawn, dancing in the napalm,
Mamma's first born train to kill the calm.
Dispatch the recon, reinforce legion, penetrate the strong hold with my ensemble.
My platoon purple heart, trigger smart, lay them down off the last round at the birth of sundown.

We tear it down, so what you gonna do?
We tear it down, so what you gonna do?

Yes yes y'all everybody ricochet of the wall y'all we gon' brawl brawl
Yes yes y'all everybody ricochet of the wall y'all we gon' brawl brawl
Yes yes y'all everybody ricochet of the wall y'all we gon' brawl brawl
Yes yes y'all everybody ricochet of the wall y'all we gon' brawl brawl


Intrusion 6 o'clock
Swamp sleeper, booby trap barb wires in case peace plans back fire.
Bullet wounds and knife scars till my lungs expire,
All I got left is last words for messiah.
There they go, the opposition they got my name on ammunition trying to hold my dominion.
Fuck that, let the bayonnet connect, my battle cry resurrect Malcolm X releasing full metal jackets.
Espionage, rob the blue prints, now we hard to touch, in the clutch, like pentagon documents

We tear it down, so what you gonna do?
We tear it down, so what you gonna do?

Yes yes y'all everybody ricochet of the wall y'all we gon' brawl brawl
Yes yes y'all everybody ricochet of the wall y'all we gon' brawl brawl
Yes yes y'all everybody ricochet of the wall y'all we gon' brawl brawl
Yes yes y'all everybody ricochet of the wall y'all we gon' brawl brawl


Mother can you ever forgive me, for taking a life? I'm only 19 becoming a man over seas.
I wrote you this letter, under fire can you please talk to God? I think he's mad at me.
I sleep in the rice fields for days at time, unable to move, limited food, I'm so cold.
And all I have is dreams of holding my son and witnessing a smile from you, I love you.
Please excuse the blood, I just lost another friend as I'm writing you, miss you.
Another one gone and I'm ashamed cause these are days that I'm use to.
NIGHTMARES FALL and I can't shake them
...NIGHTMARES FALL and I can't shake them

I can't shake them... I can't shake them

Yes yes y'all everybody ricochet of the wall y'all we gon' brawl brawl
Yes yes y'all everybody ricochet of the wall y'all we gon' brawl brawl
Yes yes y'all everybody ricochet of the wall y'all we gon' brawl brawl
Yes yes y'all everybody ricochet of the wall y'all we gon' brawl brawl


Escape from the execution is futile.