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GWAR - War Party lyrics
I hear your piteous shrieking In this land of death And boils and bees and RPG's And piles of prisoners masturbated on Now you are on fire You curse the choice you made Your Humvee a pyre your life to expire Your face and a name and a corpse that's bathed in flames Come join the War Party And see exotic lands Your blood has stained the desert sands Aaaaahhh... I hear your body burning A piping and piteous sound The crows tears apart your corpse after the flames have gone down You're dragged through the streets With a chain 'round your neck Hung from a bridge on the outskirts of town They never find your head Come and join the War Party And see exotic lands Your blood has stained the desert sands Your blood is running through your hands Still you expect pity And you shall recieve none Why did death come hard for you You gave it to some You joined the War Party Your purpose was clear You did your job with skill, you raped and you killed Why so surprised that you finally got billed? You put the gun to your shoulder You put lead through a brain You left bodies to molder You spread havoc and pain They will call you a hero I call you an ignorant slave Because before you died you acted surprised So soon you were shown to your grave Come now and join the War Party And see exotic lands Your blood has stained the desert sands Your blood is running through your hands All men die So don't ask why What the fuck else did you think you were for? You were made to decay It's better that way This is the price of your war Join up now because soon you'll have no choice |
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