Beware the Blue Skies

Here comes death from the blue skies
Nagasaki like the 4th of July
Watch our missiles blow them sky high
What a cost-efficient way to die!
Robot-Eagle on a flat screen
And a 14-year old learning to fly

Blow them up, that's the sound of freedom
Forming in their minds
You're waking up, missing everybody
Friends piled in a line
You're going up, taking everybody down
Into the monsters of your mind
Man, we're waiting for a damn good time

You won it all, it's a bonanza
Supreme Leader and new rebels to train
We'll give them guns and an agenda
One-way tickets on commercial planes
You're looking good towards re-election
You've got a multi-million-dollar campaign

And you're moving up, up past everybody
Hell, you can't complain
You're going up, up past everybody
On ladders built from pain
You're going up, taking everybody down
Into the monsters of your mind
We're waiting for a damn good time

And hip-hooray here comes Norway, friend to one and all
We don't sell guns, we just provide a little service, that's all
We're the ambassadors of peace and kindness
Merely warlords dealing death and violence in a cabaret
We're good friends with the U.S.A