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Lyrics

Hit Squad
by Greg Englesson

Hit Squad Hit Squad Hit Squad
Gaddafi is God is God is God
Reagan’s head is on the nod
flying miles out of the way
flying flying U. S. A.
gonna kill your mother and child
pounding virgins so tender and mild
asid lee ha ya hoo
all in the name of Mr. Magoo
Hit Squad Hit Squad Hit Squad
terror terror in your ism
why not blow your fucking schism
gonna gun annihilate
gotta problem can’t relate
blow ‘em high blow ‘em low
blow ‘em flying G. I. Joe
all in the same name
Ronald Muammar playing games…
gonna make another threat
calling up the Viet Vet
sending in another jet
to make Muammar your favorite pet
Hit Squad Hit Squad
ripping through your supermarket
blasting off another rocket
human flesh and animal carcass
mixed up in carnivorous circus
Hit Squad Hit Squad Hit Squad
clamoring for the top of the heap
just bought myself a surplus jeep
driving through the school yard
kids scattered charred and marred
leftovers go to the National Guard
leftovers go to the National Guard
all in the same name
Ronald Muammar playing games…