Kill on Command

I am a Presidential toy

And Government employed

In their game of death I never lose

And when I'm told to do a task

No questions I will ask

Just show me his file and rid that Commie dead

KILL ON COMMAND

KILL ON COMMAND

I will shoot from a distance

It will kill you in an instant

Not a drop of blood on my suit

If I see you blink your eye

Then surely you will die

I'll be there and gone before you even twitch

KILL ON COMMAND

KILL ON COMMAND

The blood I love the most

Is from terrorists who boast

Of their car bombs when our bombs are bouncing off their heads

With my crosshatch on his chest

You could probably guess the rest

When you see his lifeless body hit the fucking street

KILL ON COMMAND

KILL ON COMMAND

When I terminate these assholes

And then bury them in deep holes

I'm rewarded highly by my Government

Yes my job I love to do

And I'm doing it for you

Killing for money it ain't a shame

KILL ON COMMAND

KILL ON COMMAND

I shed no tears for the buried ones

The ones I lay to rest

Don't ever question why I kill

Just know I do my best

A million dollar—PAYCHECK

I pull the trigger—BLOODSHED

The bullet rips through—YOUR HEAD

I've killed so many—TIMES BEFORE

I've watched the bodies—HIT THE FLOOR

I'm always needing—WANTING MORE

I've dealt out death—SO MANY TIMES

Only one thing running—THROUGH MY MIND

Money, money, money, money—MONEY

So the file's being—PULLED ON YOU

I'll tell you what you're—GONNA DO

Stand still and make my job easier!