Gang Of Four - F.M.U.S.A. lyrics

I lived in tunnels Sometimes there was no rice and the water was bad I was married, and very happy My husband was just a regular guy, but he was k**ed In my room, light from a light bulb Smoke from fire I think of Sony and Toyota I see smiling faces, nights without fear Holding a man who won't be gone when day comes I dream too, Yankee On R&R here comes a walking paycheque Back from the front, he's going to have some fun Holding rubbers and a gun The grunt will grunt & the girl will take a raincheck He ain't going to be the first G.I. on a two day pa** A G-string separates the words Writ in lipstick across her a** F.M.U.S.A. F.M.U.S.A. Pump it up, but first you pay F.M.U.S.A. I dream too, Yankee F.M.U.S.A. I'm down on my knees, I'm saying In this freefire zone he wants to be unseen Acid, junk, and speed help his heart freeze He wants a woman to do him on her knees Says "No blue eyed blondes back home believe in me" He needs the gook girl While she spills his seed She says "If I weren't doing you I'd be V.C." F.M.U.S.A. F.M.U.S.A. Pump it up, but first you pay F.M.U.S.A. I dream too, Yankee F.M.U.S.A. I'm down on my knees, I'm saying Yo. I come from Detroit. Motor City? Yeah. I never had nothing. sh**. Probably won't live that long It's the Brothers get most combat missions Putting our a**es on the line While all the rich kids finish college But we party Yeah we get R + R. We party seriously man - Stoned out of our f**ing trees Hunting that Saigon Poontang, You know what I mean Them b**hes are f**ing wild. F.M.U.S.A. F.M.U.S.A. Pump it up, but first you pay F.M.U.S.A. I dream too, Yankee F.M.U.S.A. I'm down on my knees, I'm saying F.M.U.S.A. F.M.U.S.A. Pump it up, but first you pay F.M.U.S.A. I dream too, Yankee