Budweiser, Me & Homeland Security

Sometime I think what turns me on
Was the way those buildings fell
Cuz then i got to kill sand niggers
And live my full metal jackin' fantasy

I remember all them beers we slammed
Inside that tank in them desert lands
We ran over that entire family
To the sound of ac/dc

Taking random shots at civilians at night
Plastic explosives on the red cross shacks
Budweiser, me and homeland security

I got an erection for a severed head
Shot some kids what a fuckin’ mess
American jets dropping their bombs
It blew my load hearing ragheads scream
Budweiser, me and homeland security

Suicide bomber..
We watched him blow out his brains
We kicked his head like a soccer ball
Yeah, they're all the same

We grabbed some woman, did some sinking the pink
On those quiet iraqi nights
And whatever she thought was wrong with that
Was silently ended by a knife

I was sittin' on the tank wearing nothing at all
Thinking about the american dream
Budweiser, me and homeland security

I got an erection, driving through their homes
Ran over their kids, heard their breakin’ bones
American jets still droppin' bombs
Break out the beer and crank the songs
Budweiser, me and homeland security

I got an erection for that dead raghead girl
I was about to screw her when the sarge said "don't.."
Sarge said, "I guess when you kill someone you just gotta let it be"
Yeah, you're right sarge, i don't want to get h.i.v
H.i.v. from a dead iraqi