Song | Hail To The Chief |
Artist | Agent Steel |
Album | Alienigma |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Denial | |
I will accept all the hate you sell me | |
Official | |
I will believe all the lies you tell me | |
I'm weak | |
But you know what's right | |
You know what's perfect for me | |
I'll answer with weapons ablaze | |
I trust you implicitly | |
New rules | |
I like your rules—I'll gladly follow your lead | |
Dress me | |
In khaki and brown | |
Those colors look strong on me | |
Show me the enemy | |
You say he lives right next door | |
If you say so, he dies! | |
Now that the sky is burning | |
Lead me to war | |
Now, with a future uncertain, | |
Lead us all to war | |
After the bullet has sped through our heads | |
After we sing songs in praise of the dead, | |
We'll sing "Hail to the Chief" | |
Lead me to your war | |
No shame | |
I feel no shame in becoming subservient | |
Guide me | |
Let me smell blood—the hound dog in me is hell-bent | |
Feed me | |
A diet of fear—keeping me loyal to you | |
I'm a child inside | |
Now that the sky is burning | |
Lead me to war | |
Now, with a future uncertain, | |
Lead us all to war | |
After the bullet has sped through our heads | |
After we sing songs in praise of the dead, | |
We'll sing "Hail to the Chief" | |
But I don't know how.... | |
Paint the sand wet with blood | |
And satisfy my lust | |
Erase the history beneath | |
Our fear's corrosive rust | |
Exsanguinate the infidels | |
And treat their wives as whores | |
I only need one sad excuse: | |
You've led us to your war | |
I'm true | |
Trust me, I'm true—red, white, and blue | |
Through and through | |
Your foe | |
I'm not your foe—I've spent my life loyal to you | |
Why me? | |
Now I've got questions with | |
Your missiles pointing at me | |
Too late—I die |
Denial | |
I will accept all the hate you sell me | |
Official | |
I will believe all the lies you tell me | |
I' m weak | |
But you know what' s right | |
You know what' s perfect for me | |
I' ll answer with weapons ablaze | |
I trust you implicitly | |
New rules | |
I like your rules I' ll gladly follow your lead | |
Dress me | |
In khaki and brown | |
Those colors look strong on me | |
Show me the enemy | |
You say he lives right next door | |
If you say so, he dies! | |
Now that the sky is burning | |
Lead me to war | |
Now, with a future uncertain, | |
Lead us all to war | |
After the bullet has sped through our heads | |
After we sing songs in praise of the dead, | |
We' ll sing " Hail to the Chief" | |
Lead me to your war | |
No shame | |
I feel no shame in becoming subservient | |
Guide me | |
Let me smell blood the hound dog in me is hellbent | |
Feed me | |
A diet of fear keeping me loyal to you | |
I' m a child inside | |
Now that the sky is burning | |
Lead me to war | |
Now, with a future uncertain, | |
Lead us all to war | |
After the bullet has sped through our heads | |
After we sing songs in praise of the dead, | |
We' ll sing " Hail to the Chief" | |
But I don' t know how.... | |
Paint the sand wet with blood | |
And satisfy my lust | |
Erase the history beneath | |
Our fear' s corrosive rust | |
Exsanguinate the infidels | |
And treat their wives as whores | |
I only need one sad excuse: | |
You' ve led us to your war | |
I' m true | |
Trust me, I' m true red, white, and blue | |
Through and through | |
Your foe | |
I' m not your foe I' ve spent my life loyal to you | |
Why me? | |
Now I' ve got questions with | |
Your missiles pointing at me | |
Too late I die |
Denial | |
I will accept all the hate you sell me | |
Official | |
I will believe all the lies you tell me | |
I' m weak | |
But you know what' s right | |
You know what' s perfect for me | |
I' ll answer with weapons ablaze | |
I trust you implicitly | |
New rules | |
I like your rules I' ll gladly follow your lead | |
Dress me | |
In khaki and brown | |
Those colors look strong on me | |
Show me the enemy | |
You say he lives right next door | |
If you say so, he dies! | |
Now that the sky is burning | |
Lead me to war | |
Now, with a future uncertain, | |
Lead us all to war | |
After the bullet has sped through our heads | |
After we sing songs in praise of the dead, | |
We' ll sing " Hail to the Chief" | |
Lead me to your war | |
No shame | |
I feel no shame in becoming subservient | |
Guide me | |
Let me smell blood the hound dog in me is hellbent | |
Feed me | |
A diet of fear keeping me loyal to you | |
I' m a child inside | |
Now that the sky is burning | |
Lead me to war | |
Now, with a future uncertain, | |
Lead us all to war | |
After the bullet has sped through our heads | |
After we sing songs in praise of the dead, | |
We' ll sing " Hail to the Chief" | |
But I don' t know how.... | |
Paint the sand wet with blood | |
And satisfy my lust | |
Erase the history beneath | |
Our fear' s corrosive rust | |
Exsanguinate the infidels | |
And treat their wives as whores | |
I only need one sad excuse: | |
You' ve led us to your war | |
I' m true | |
Trust me, I' m true red, white, and blue | |
Through and through | |
Your foe | |
I' m not your foe I' ve spent my life loyal to you | |
Why me? | |
Now I' ve got questions with | |
Your missiles pointing at me | |
Too late I die |