World Burns To d**h - The s**ing Of The Missile-Cock lyrics

A look at the horror, of the pimps of war Their weapons who*e, just who wields the missile-co*k? And even punks scream for sanctioned slaughter Wholesale murder, s** the butcher's missile co*k I remember back in '84 When punks opposed all f**ing war A nuclear threat knocked at our door But still, a punk was a f**ing punk You sang 'guns for the Afghan rebels' Well now those rebels are your devils America's ego leveled I thought this was the f**ing point Punks wrapped up in f**ing flags I'd like to wrap you up in body bags Take your f**ing toe tags And add them to the list of traitors When did this patriotic pox Start infecting our punk rock? Cops and jocks with mohawks s**ing on the missile co*k