Bottom Line

I’d trade my cock in for a gun
Feed me ammo by the fucking ton
Teach me to stand, teach me to kill
Send me to war to get my thrill
A thousand monkeys on my back
Got a fourteen gauge and I can’t look back
Serve my up a live grenade
Blown away, blown away

There’s no truth to be told
Not for you
Just don’t ask,they won’t tell
Sound good to you?
There he goes in a lie
We’ll go too
Singing star’s and stripes
I’d die for you,
Die for you

Mothers cry and fathers pray
Children die and leaders say
"this is what we’ve gotta do,
gotta get the gook before the gook gets you"
a thousand monkeys on my back
got a fourteen gauge and I can’t look back
serve me up a live grenade
blown away, blown away

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