Live From The Russian Compound

Live From The Russian Compound - The Locust

Faw awe that fe get fell

Tore into it as night fell

Bankers kids are

Getting bingo'd

Smells like midnight's

Cooked up a storm in here

Leave those loose lips

At home or at the

Rubble that's left

When you return

Have an armed guard posted at your flag

Stroll through town with

A gun stuffed in your pants

Bankers kids are

Getting bingo'd

Smells like midnight's

Cooked up a storm in here

Leave those loose lips

At home or at the

Rubble that's left

When you return

Criminal lawman found a cell

Tore into it made life hell

Bombs bursting houses burning

Diplomacy's tyrant treats