Dos Gringos You Told Me I Would Be A Fighter Pilot
Ever since I was young I worked to my last breath
To be a razor-sharp instrument of death
So that when we flew the enemy ran in fear
But now I'm checkin' off boxes, got my school in my joint
I'm a motherfuckin' killer on the PowerPoint
Oh, dear God in Heaven, what the f..ck am I doin' here?
'Cause you told me I would be a fighter pilot
But you f..ckin' lied
My skills have sat for three long years
And now they've all but died
God forbid we ever go to war
I'll just have to laugh
'Cause I'm gonna have to kick the commies' ass
With everything I learned on the staff
It don't make any sense to me
How you're gonna rain death with a master's degree
Maybe that's a school that I haven't been to yet
But I'm learnin' every day things that I never knew
How you fit into the system that completely f..cks you
When I get out, it's a lesson I won't forget
'Cause you told me I would be a fighter pilot
But you f..ckin' lied
My skills have sat for three long years
And now they've all but died
God forbid we ever go to war
I'll just have to laugh
'Cause I'm gonna have to kick the commies' ass
With everything I learned on the staff
You told me I would be a fighter pilot
But you f..ckin' lied
My skills have sat for three long years
And now they've all but died
God forbid we ever go to war
I'll just have to laugh
'Cause I'm gonna have to kick the commies' ass
With everything I learned on the staff
Yes I'm gonna have to kick the commies' ass
With everything I learned on the staff
