You hear it always in the news
We’re fighting for red, white and blue
Give me access to a bullet,
Labeled with my choice of gun.
Send me to the battlefront,
I’ll see thy will is done.
They’re martyrs of our precious rights,
Cheer them on, fight the good fight!
Stick the pigs across the seas;
Their kind don’t deserve to be!
Kill them, Kill them;
A vicious knock wraps on the door
Poor beaten girl, can’t take much more,
In the closet with an axe
Her warped mind provokes her to attack
The whore is lying, can’t you see?
The only bruise is blackening
On her soul, twisted and grim
Seeking fame in killing him
Put her down like the dog she is!
Kill her, kill her;