Jethro, Mojica - COLDWAR Lyrics

Yeah
Uh huh, uh huh
Cold war, yeah
Speak now or forever hold your peace
Cause when peacetime is going away, out comes the piece
Cold threats of nuclear war, mostly unspoken
Except behind closed doors with souls mostly broken
Dr. Strangefixation, how we came to love death
Shown by the morbid scene of a bomb's last breath
Silence over the masses, dark pestilence hurled
I am become Vishnu, destroyer of worlds and
It's really hard out here for a god
Cause my world is now a hot barren clod
Of radiation, mutations, and quiet hills
Only the strongest stomachs survive the pills
And good luck to the survivors of the blast
Even young spirits won't rise up past half mast
And their undying light won't last
Their sustenance little by little 'comes a thing of the past
Please don't make me lose my temper
Like the Nazis, you better surrender
My 47 leave you dismembered
My 47 hit ya head in the center
47, I'm in my prime
Like 47, get ready to die
Spillin' red, you're on the wrong side
Before I kill em', make sure they cry
Fuck a union, I ain't no Soviet
Cover your carcass in Kerosene
Ignite the fire with a cigarette, death smellin' like rotisserie
I sip the blood of my enemies
My life will be a documentary
I fear I'll end up like a Kennedy
But at least the people will remember me
It's Mojica motherfucker, the J is for Judicious
I see right through the buffoonery, I ain't with the forgiveness
Give a fuck if I pop, long as my music's ambitious
Statue speaks for itself
My dreams no longer fictitious
Mojica motherfucker, the J is for Judicious
I see right through the buffoonery, I ain't with the forgiveness
Give a fuck if I pop, long as my music's ambitious
I won the war in my head, guess I'll be home for Christmas
Guess l'll be home for Christmas baby

Yeah
Uh huh, uh huh
Cold war, yeah
Speak now or forever hold your peace
Cause when peacetime is going away, out comes the piece
Cold threats of nuclear war, mostly unspoken
Except behind closed doors with souls mostly broken
Dr. Strangefixation, how we came to love death
Shown by the morbid scene of a bomb's last breath
Silence over the masses, dark pestilence hurled
I am become Vishnu, destroyer of worlds and
It's really hard out here for a god
Cause my world is now a hot barren clod
Of radiation, mutations, and quiet hills
Only the strongest stomachs survive the pills
And good luck to the survivors of the blast
Even young spirits won't rise up past half mast
And their undying light won't last
Their sustenance little by little 'comes a thing of the past
Please don't make me lose my temper
Like the Nazis, you better surrender
My 47 leave you dismembered
My 47 hit ya head in the center
47, I'm in my prime
Like 47, get ready to die
Spillin' red, you're on the wrong side
Before I kill em', make sure they cry
Fuck a union, I ain't no Soviet
Cover your carcass in Kerosene
Ignite the fire with a cigarette, death smellin' like rotisserie
I sip the blood of my enemies
My life will be a documentary
I fear I'll end up like a Kennedy
But at least the people will remember me
It's Mojica motherfucker, the J is for Judicious
I see right through the buffoonery, I ain't with the forgiveness
Give a fuck if I pop, long as my music's ambitious
Statue speaks for itself
My dreams no longer fictitious
Mojica motherfucker, the J is for Judicious
I see right through the buffoonery, I ain't with the forgiveness
Give a fuck if I pop, long as my music's ambitious
I won the war in my head, guess I'll be home for Christmas
Guess l'll be home for Christmas baby