It'll take much more than water
To fix my hot pink, distorted face
And more than self-hypnosis
To believe it doesn't taste like gasoline
I was not invited back
Here comes the thunder
There goes the rain
You poor misguided soldier
Ugly daughters show no mercy
In the heat of battle
These brats'll feel no pain
Quick and dirty they take you down
Here comes the thunder
There goes the rain
