Here comes the man with concussions in his pocket   Here comes the man with a laser-guided rocket   Here comes the man with a fistful of pills so you can kill with no remorse   With no recourse, dance on your conscience until it's a corpse   War never ends   War never begins   Hoist up the hag of destitution!   His mouth's an empty room where wild woes wander   Young machetes in lingerie charm us all into a frenzy   His mouth's an empty hole full of quadriplegics   Here comes the man   So you charge into battle, muscles rippling, tanks tingling   Before you fire a shot a white flash feels up your flesh   And cloaks you in a robe of blood, maydays you in a ship of mud   War never ends   War never begins   Hoist up the hag of destitution!   His mouth's an empty room where wild woes sleep sow   Young machetes in lingerie charm us all into a frenzy   His mouth's an empty hole full of quadriplegics   They left you for dead in the desert haunted with the ghosts of prostitutes   They want you!   They want you!   Dress my corpse up in a low-cut dress   Drizzle lipstick on my charred french kiss   Dip my severed jaw in cheap cologne   Push-up bras dangling from snapped elbows   But death's just death no matter how you dress it up