Super Best Friends - Sound Off

Small town boy never need no education
Barely made my Year 10 graduation
Don't wanna learn but I'd really like to shoot ya
Gonna join the army for a well-paid future

Selectively recruited from the smallest part of town
I'm the perfect choice 'coz my IQ is down
Never met a Muslim but Sir said
"Son, they hate your freedom, now I order you to shoot one!"

Bleedin' yanks they're all a bunch of twats
But Tony loves George, so I guess that's that
We're at war for a well-wicked time
But what fun can you have when everything's a war crime, innit?

Take me to Afghanistan so I can kill my fellow man
I defend my country by invading Iraqi skies

I'm training to serve and protect so you'll feel safe
Now show me some respect
Don't give me flack for the drinking and the pills
Or dropping trou to Eagle Rock, it's a standard drill

With a loaded gun I feel like a man
I'm number one because I'm American
I'll make them beg for their life on their knees
Don't fuck with me because I'm a Marine!

Stop that, it's silly, the military's serious
Believe it or not I respect my inferiors
Marching and yelling teaches discipline
And without an army they might kill the king

We are the best in the world
We are the boys and girls
We are the chosen ones
The Coalition (of the Willing)!

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I'm a solider, here's my brain
Let my number be my name
I'm a robot trained to kill for the flag on Capitol Hill
It's all for a noble cause, hating, killing, fighting wars
We send in our poor and dumb to save capitalism

Written by:
John Barrington

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