Lunch in a Sack
U.S. Bombs Lyrics


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Crash, Rats in a Trap
Hyper Me back, Won't let me crash
Clean off yer T.V. screens
Wipe the film nobody see's
eyeball that phoney smirk 'cause
we've got to ring it out!
Crash , I'm gonna crash..... So tell me kid
to much is not enough! get em off the rack
Rocket sex and drugs to Roll
its sterilized ya got fads to mold
Penelized a wild manimal
Hey! its just like they said
No money for the mind game
A vice that gripstill we're otta the way
Disect all those rejects, go ahead
and burn em all in the cage! Crash!
I'm judgin you and yer judgin me
Underneath its all gone separates
the cause won't die till we turn in our graves
the trap is set! Yer gonna eat the seeds




Crash! a fuckin Trap, hyper me back,
to the resource back to the crap

Overall Meaning

The U.S. Bombs's song "Lunch in a Sack" is a politically charged punk rock song that tackles issues of consumerism, commodification, and cultural stagnation. The opening lines of "Crash, Rats in a Trap, Hyper Me back, Won't let me crash" allude to the idea of being trapped in a repetitive cycle of a consumer-driven society that perpetuates materialism and media manipulation. The lyrics call for a need to break free from this trap, urging listeners to clean off their TV screens and wipe away the film that society feeds them. The song goes on to critique the idea of fads and sterilization, urging people to reject the notion of conforming to societal norms and instead embrace their wild animalistic nature. The lyrics also touch on the idea of money being a vice that grips society, keeping us trapped in a never-ending cycle of materialism and consumer culture. This song is a call to action to wake up from the trap and break free from the false promises of a consumer-driven society.


Line by Line Meaning

Crash, Rats in a Trap
We are trapped like rats with no escape, headed towards an inevitable crash.


Hyper Me back, Won't let me crash
Let's speed up and stay hyper, even if it means avoiding an eventual crash.


Clean off yer T.V. screens
Remove the blurry haze from your screens so you can finally see things for what they really are.


Wipe the film nobody see's
Wipe the film that nobody sees because it blinds us from the truth.


eyeball that phoney smirk 'cause we've got to ring it out!
Look at that fake smile and eliminate it, because we need to get rid of all the phoniness.


Crash , I'm gonna crash..... So tell me kid to much is not enough! get em off the rack
We're going to crash eventually anyway, so why not live it up and take as much as we can? Don't settle for mediocrity, take it all off the rack.


Rocket sex and drugs to Roll
Let's speed things up by combining sex and drugs and get high and wild.


its sterilized ya got fads to mold
Everything is sterilized and safe nowadays, so we need to create our own fads and trends to make things interesting.


Penelized a wild manimal
The people who dare to be wild and different are being penalized and punished for being themselves.


Hey! its just like they said
Things are turning out exactly as predicted, and it's not pretty.


No money for the mind game
We don't have any money left for intellectual pursuits or games, it's all about survival now.


A vice that gripstill we're otta the way
Vices still grip us, but we're trying to get out of harm's way so we can survive.


Disect all those rejects, go ahead and burn em all in the cage! Crash!
We'll dissect all the people that society rejects and lock them up in a cage and let them crash along with us.


I'm judgin you and yer judgin me
We're all judging each other, but none of us are perfect.


Underneath its all gone separates
Underneath the surface, there's nothing left but separation and differences.


the cause won't die till we turn in our graves
Our cause will live on even after we're dead and gone.


the trap is set! Yer gonna eat the seeds
We've set ourselves up for failure, and now we have to face the consequences.


Crash! a fuckin Trap, hyper me back, to the resource back to the crap
We're in a trap that we can't escape, so let's speed things up and head back to the beginning, back to where we started from.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: CHIP HANNA, DUANE THOMAS PETERS, KERRY MARTINEZ, WADE WALSTON

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mauricio fernando

Do you have more videos of this concert?

Ian M

mauricio fernando be good if they did. DP seems pretty together here

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