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Collecting information at recruiting centers
Round up boys for their idea of fun
Beckons me to exercise my index finger
Scratch it on the trigger of a gun
I am alive and I wonder how
If looks could kill I'd be rotten by now
One's a room with a TV in
It comes alive and shows me an idiot grin
I am alive and I wonder how
If looks could kill I'd be rotten by now
Cutting water spinning in a post-war whirlpool
I am too slow, it cuts me to the quick
Who must be in trouble in a Steve Ross wet box
Now I know the reason that I am sick
I am alive and I wonder how
If looks could kill I'd be rotten by now
One's a room with a TV in
It comes alive and shows me an idiot grin
Collecting information at recruiting centers
Round up boys for their idea of fun
Beckons me to exercise my index finger
Scratch it on the trigger of a gun
I could run or get blown away
When nothing's fair in warfare today
My superior waves me in
He clicks his heels and shows me an idiot grin
I am alive and I wonder how
If looks could kill I'd be rotten by now
One's a room with a TV in
It comes alive and shows me an idiot grin
Any time for someone else to part the question
I could pose and show it to the door
I could manage to extend my lease of life
In no man's land, but I've been there before
Born to fight a mental head
While steel-gray squirts my stocking sense instead
I believe my next of kin
Would slap my back and show me an idiot grin
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