If your week was a dumpster fire,
wait until you miss whatever it was
that got burned before you
Hey kid, I'm caring like a child,
I'm underneath the table,
You're big and strong and awesome,
can't look you in the eye.
I'm standing empty -handed
You're packed and I could die
You mustn't feel ashamed now
You needn't count the cost
Just fill the thing with ammo
And show them all who's boss
Look at you all tooled up,
dressed in your combat shirt
I feel so small and feeble,
and you're so full of might
The good guy's always right
You know that you're a hero
Like Charlton Heston and John Wayne
You're such a big ol' tough guy
You could blow us all away
You really must be so proud
I'm really quite impressed with
Go walk the streets at sunset
Make sure that thing's loaded,
You're not playing games here,
Hey kid, go shoot that thing
Hey kid, go dance and sing
