Fool Metal Jack
Yeah I'm gonna die
shot in the gut
my blood is everywhere
my two legs are gone
I don't feel a thing
I won't see my daddy no more
I still have to kill
my weapon is kill the enemies all around
don't know who I am
I'm feeling so cold
someone is shouting for help
I think it was me
it ought to be me
for this is the war of hell
Sheerazade's dead
was shot in the skies of Baghdad
magic carpet is gone
crash landed in fire on Ali baba
yes, no more war
yes, more war
Sargent has told me son if I be gone
kill for your life or be killed
oh what a fuck
I'm dying now alone in nobodys land
but the chopper will come
I'll save you my son
this is the war of hell
peter pan no more
no books no hook no Tinkerbell
all my fairy tales
my childrens drams are blown to hell
yes, no more war
yes, more war
