We take the gas that we need
You never wanted to stop
He's come to take you down
Don't have a reason to fight
And pump the blood on the ground
'Cause when it's time to collect
You're just a killing machine
So they can take you down
They've left the blood to be found
You're gonna burn at the stake
It's just a matter of war
The smell of burning flesh
The hero marches alone
They're gonna rip you apart
They're gonna set you up
Across the highway of death
They call you G I Joe
They never had one before
They're gonna suck you dry
It's not a matter of rights
You shoot to kill on sight
