From the recording Mashroom
A Political Pissing Contest
Lyrics
In the Distance Sirens Cry
Bulls Eye
Hang em High
Bombs away let em fly
Their truth is my Lie
I watch them Fall
I Launch them all
Get em before they bite the hand that feeds em
chip at em day by day until they weaken
spin all the words they say before they speak em
watch em break away shake away
they're blown to pieces
In the Distance Sirens Cry
Bulls Eye
Hang em high
Bombs away let em fly
Their truth is my Lie
I watch them Fall
I Launch them All
Strip all the land I can stand just to toss it
Draw the line in the sand and make em try to cross it
Urge em to force my hand and never drop it
Dont take No for an answer if they try to stop it
Cant run cant hide little Fuckers got a HUD got a laser guide
First person shooter happy third world looter
Get Cocked make it rock go ahead thin the flock
Gonna hit gonna whack ya
Random son of a bitch factor
Who cares who's there sittin in my cross hairs
Long as I buy me another share
It looks like fun from way up here
sippin champagne Fed-Exing the fear
while they scatter I get fatter
serve them up on a holy platter
Jihad your'e flawed
wipe you out in the name of GOD