G.I. Joe
Combat sargeant
Fallen world
Pay by the hour,
Not by how much it hurt
Babysit, babysitters,
Have all been something
The paperboy, the paperboy
He earns his wage
And G.I. Joe is cradling his gun
Until someone gets hurt it's so much fun
Are you still listening, boy? We'll make a man out of you
"I want to pull a trigger too."
This misery is always accompanied
And it's taken a hold on a history
Come with me, hold my hand
Father's display
Have you seen fireworks that soar to space?
And G.I. Joe is cradling his gun
Until someone gets hurt it's so much fun
Are you still listening, boy? We'll make a man out of you
"I want to pull a trigger too."
No amount of rain
Can fight this fire
No amount of rain
Can fight this fire
No amount, no amount, no amount, no amount...
And G.I. Joe is cradling his gun
Until someone gets hurt it's so much fun
Are you still listening, boy? We'll make a man out of you
"I want to pull a trigger too."