Fire Flight
shh, be quiet or the plan will be blownI dont want to do it too soon
I'm waiting for noon, before action
Mentally I'm sound with my decision
so I'm just sitting here as if for pleasure
just relaxing to my own desire
I'm waiting for lunch, when people go out ot eat
I'll just sit here with this bag in this seat
ahh, I hear people coming out
the boss leaving early for lunch? WHATS THAT ABOUT!?
well, I'll just have to make without
one less fat piggy to knock the fuck out
5 minutes ago, he left for food, now everyones coming
I feel the thrill, people laughing, shouting
Guess its time to move, I grab my bag and walk toward the street
NO! no second thoughts about leaving my seat!
Truthfully, I can care less about what happens next
I give you mother fuckers my best!
heres the detonator, one buttion to go!
Then I yell, "All you bitches blow!"
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