Well life can put some boulders
In a young man’s way,
No sex, no money, no nothin’ funny,
That’s what they seem to say.
When all roads lead to Paradise
And a credit card for a key
There’s Playboy bunnies and Christmas money,
And nothin’ left to see.
Well a young man craves some action,
Can’t find none on the streets,
And when you’re out of high school
There’s no place to park your feet.
“Till one day on the streets
There comes by in a pimpin’ ride
A man with a plan
And a gun in his hand,
Says boy, won’t ya’ come with me.
He's a military man
He's extending his hand
He wants to take you for a ride
In his long black car.
He's the murder czar.
His path is always secret,
‘Cause need-to-know’s the game.
He’s got your DNA code,
And won't give you his name.
If you serve some time on the pipeline
All this could be yours, son,
With a wink and a clink
And a flash of pink,
It’s all he needs to say.
He's a military man
He's extending his hand
He wants to take you for a ride
In his long black car.
He's the murder czar.
“Just give me the pen,”
You say with a grin,
You think you’ve got some play.
If you’d watched real close
You’d a seen like a ghost
As your freedom slipped away.
Now the bombs are falling
And the devil’s calling
And he’s got your number today.
You’re sure it’s over
Then you live to suffer
One more fucking day.
You’re a military man
You took that fucker’s hand
You let him take you for a ride
In his long black car.
You knew damn well
He was the murder czar.
