They get you ready to fight The fuse is ready to blow You shoot to kill on sight They call you G.I. Joe You never wanted to stop The smell of burning flesh The hero marches alone Across the highway of death
Its not a matter of right Its just a matter of war Dont have a reason to fight They never had one before Youre just a killing machine Hes come to take you down We take the gas that we need And pump the blood on the ground
Theyre gonna set you up So they can take you down Theyre gonna suck you dry Theyve left the blood to be found Theyre gonna rip you apart Youre gonna burn at the stake Cos when its time to collect Its only heroes who pay
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