Phobiac - 9-24-2006 at 03:14 PM
Goodbye my worried mother
For I go to the slaughter
A girl with fancy eyebrows
This night can noone die for
The bullets are flying
The patriots dying
Cause she’s such a sweet girl
A sub-machine gun girl
Take off her strange attire
Lay down with skies of fire
And bombs bursting in air
Our phones create a prayer
We cry but we are fine
Living it up with my something to die for
I’ve given it up to the enemy the enemy
Cause she’s such a sweet girl
A sub-machine gun girl
I’m giving it up for the enemy, the enemy
The bullets are flying
The patriots dying
And me I’m just lying with the enemy the enemy
Cause she’s such a sweet girl
A sub-machine gun girl
I’m giving it up to the enemy
Living it up with my something to die for
I’ve given it up to the enemy the enemy
Cause she’s such a sweet girl
A sub-machine gun girl
I’m giving it up for the enemy, the enemy
The bullets are flying
The patriots dying
And me I’m just lying with the enemy
Phobiac - 9-24-2006 at 04:15 PM
I put this up on the share, under new demos, so that you can inject it into your ear.
imarob2 - 9-24-2006 at 05:06 PM
this song is awesome. they just keep getting better and better...
Noisemonster - 9-24-2006 at 08:23 PM
Thank you for putting it up! Strange song - strange lyrics.. 
corkey16 - 9-25-2006 at 11:59 AM
I like this song!!!!!
I have to agree, strange lyrics!!!
Dynomite2140 - 9-22-2011 at 06:01 PM
Goodbye my worried mother
For I go to the slaughter
A girl with fancy eyebrows
This love, you know I'd die for
The bullets are flying
The patriots dying
Cause she’s such a sweet girl
A sub-machine gun girl
Take off her strange attire
Make love with skies of fire
And bombs bursting in air
Our moans create a prayer
We cry but we don't fight
Living it up with my something to die for
I’ve given it up to the enemy the enemy
Cause she’s such a sweet girl
A sub-machine gun girl
I’m giving it up for the enemy, the enemy
The bullets are flying
The patriots dying
And me I’m just lying with the enemy the enemy
Cause she’s such a sweet girl
A sub-machine gun girl
I’m giving it up to the enemy
Living it up with my something to die for
I’ve given it up to the enemy the enemy
Cause she’s such a sweet girl
A sub-machine gun girl
I’m giving it up for the enemy, the enemy
The bullets are flying
The patriots dying
And me I’m just lying with the enemy
I think these are perfect now. Keyword = THINK.