hey man, pig man what's your trip?
osama done give you the slip?
your ribbon magnet's lost it's grip
your puppets all are jumping ship

and there's no time to save your face
cover your ass
or state your case

for the blood and death that suits your taste
human carnage laid to waste

another flunkie rich man's son
starting wars that can't be won
no matter how the lie is spun
you can't hide from what you've done

mercinary with his gun
paper tiger cut and run

-dunne
copyright 2006