President Pinocchio

Be all you can be
 In the U.S. Army
 I want to kill
 Hut two three four
 An ounce of oil for twenty bodies more
 Direct orders from an alcoholic crackhead piece of shit
 Who's never fucking fought a day in a war
 Bag 10, 000 fragile corpses more
 No mercy given to the women and children
 If the government tells you to kill it's not a sin
 President Pinocchio apocalypse at the tip of his nose
 Listen to me fucking listen to me
 Open up your eyes to the prophesies
 This Howdy Doody dumbfuck dictator has come
 To spill his ignorance upon the Earth
 The great apocalypse has begun
 No way to escape his puppet show of death
 The hills are alive
 Lit up by nuclear skies
 Yet still the truth is denied
 No more fucking lies
 President Pinocchio apocalypse at the tip of his nose
 Hip hip hooray for President Pinocchio
 When the world's engulfed in flames
 We must find a way to escape
 The hills are alive
 Lit up by nuclear skies
 Yet still the murdering swine
 Has taken control of your mind.