they get you ready to fight
the fuse is ready to blow
you shoot to kill on sight
they call you g I joe
you never wanted to stop
the smell of burning flesh
the hero marches alone
across the highway of death
it`s not a matter of rights
it`s just a matter of war
don`t have a reason to fight
they never had one before
you`re just a killing machine
he`s come to take you down
we take the gas that we need
and pump the blood on the ground
they`re gonna set you up
so they can take you down
they`re gonna suck you dry
they`ve left the blood to be found
they`re gonna rip you apart
you`re gonna burn at the stake
cos when it`s time to collect
it`s only heroes who pay