Surf Kennedy:
I wish the sun would rise... in the West
I wish the moon would fall... to my feet
Watching the waved come... Crashing in
Watching the blood pool rise again
I bet the Kennedy’s surfed on the beach
I saw Jack Kennedy die in a Texas street
He was killed by a magic bullet by his side
Just another day, under the gun
Air Strike, Air Strike
Give Up the Night
Air Strike, Air Strike
They’re coming in tight
At 6:00 they start fucking shit up
To get on the news on time
On your local satellite
I bet your armies are well armed
I see them marching through a bloody farm
Just another, black body bag
A yellow tag, on you left toe
Air Strike, Air Strike
Give Up the Night
Air Strike, Air Strike
They’re coming in tight
At 6:00 they start fucking shit up
To get on the news on time
On your local satellite
Just another page, in a sick history
Just another, name on a war memorial
Just another poor boy gone
Off to war for riches and Bush’s oil
Air Strike, Air Strike
Give Up the Night
Air Strike, Air Strike
They’re coming in tight
At 6:00 they start fucking shit up
To get on the news on time
On your local satellite
I bet the Kennedy’s surfed on the beach
I saw Jack Kennedy die in a Texas street
He was killed by a magic bullet by his side
Just another day, under the gun
Air Strike, Air Strike
Give Up the Night
Air Strike, Air Strike
They’re coming in tight
At 6:00 they start fucking shit up
To get on the news on time
On your local satellite