Chopping lines in international sand
Feeding blood junky habits of the elephant man
Quenching his thirst with black water rising
Executive outcomes on a burning horizon
Yeah motherfucker, let`s take a ride
We`re rolling route Irish, someone has got to die
Trick or treat, it`s IEDs
So roll the dice as we leave
Cause it`s 8 miles of pure luck
With more bang for Sam`s buck
Guaran-fucking-teed
Someone will bleed
Guaran-fucking-teed
Someone will bleed
Privatize to conceal all the lies
And big business is booming like
It`s the fourth of July
No need for all the formalities
Jump the kangaroo courts
And plant the lynching trees
Yeah motherfucker, let`s take a ride
Running red lights into a green zone
Someone`s got to die
Hidden Aegis, nothing here to see
So load the dice for me please
And let`s snort the bottom line
Crude cashed into refined
Guaran-fucking-teed
Just sign the deed
Guaran-fucking-teed
Someone will bleed
Someone has got to die!
Ours is not to reason why
Ours is but to do if the pay rate`s right
Black liquid assets fuck the mujaheddin
Paint their picket fences red with the American dream
Lay the hammer hammer down, get the job done right
Jacked up and clocked in into a fire fight
Covert reactions and you never saw me
A glass parking lot in the American dream
THEY ALL DIEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
Oh, fu*king murder!
Guaran-fucking-teed
Someone will bleed
Guaran-fucking-teed
Oh, lay the hammer hammer down
Get the job done right
Jacked up and clocked in into a fire fight
Covert reactions and ya never saw me
A glass parking lot in the American dream