ZANG TUUMB TUM DISCOGRAPHY “…or the imagination”

Pebbles to dust


If you turn on the thermal camera then you’ll see them
Blow them right out of their sandals with machine guns
Pull the trigger, they’ll all be dead before they even know

We need a tough guy who can knock ’em to the canvas
Get you battle ready, over there by Christmas
Taken holidays in Vegas, are you ready to go

My, oh my, it’s the Fourth of July every day
Heavy metal’s a must
We’ve been lighting up the sky with bullets and fireworks
Turning pebbles to dust
Turning pebbles to dust
Pebbles to dust

We smoked out Saddam and eventually shot Osama
You should have been there when we knocked the statue over
We threw out helmets in the air and waved the Stars and Stripes

So sign the dotted line, we’ll make a real man of you
And you can even bring your buddy if you want to
We’ll take them liberty and freedom and the man from the banks

My, oh my, it’s the Fourth of July every day
Heavy metal’s a must
We’ve been lighting up the sky with bullets and fireworks
Turning pebbles to dust
Turning pebbles to dust
Turning pebbles to dust
Pebbles to dust

Heavy metal’s a must
Turning pebbles to dust
Bagdad or bust
You know you can trust in me to take you there and get you home to mom
The push begun to rot
Don’t you know that she’s weeping
Waiting

My, oh my, it’s the Fourth of July every day
Heavy metal’s a must
We’ve been lighting up the sky with Uncle Sam’s fireworks
Turning pebbles to dust
Turning pebbles to dust

My, oh my, it’s the Fourth of July every day
Heavy metal’s a must
We’ve been lighting up the sky with Uncle Sam’s fireworks
Turning pebbles to dust
Turning pebbles to dust