Not Behind The Fighter Jet

Militant babies came to me

And tole me "don't be afraid to try"

Phenomenal stuntkids in the street

Popping out of the black ghost pie (it pleases the chef)

Fearless ones-cracked up jack and jill

They're down there in the bunker still

You look like a sniper anyway

I'm not behind the fighter jet

I'd much rather back a simple girl

I've seen your plan and it's all wet

A noseload of prophecies coming to me

Caught in the trap where bravery steps

A wounded mercenary bleeds

In the hall of fantastically fine things

Where the path of glory leads

Lately i think it's grown too hard

Coming up with the winning card

But who's gonna beat them in their own backyard

(a motion to remove the entire staff.

Don't forget the double crossing crew)




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