Lyrics

War Pimp Renaissance War Pimp Renaissance War Pimp Renaissance War Pimp Renaissance Yippee Tai-Yai-Yai Yo Evil Commie empire's gone Yippee Tai-Yai-Yai Yay Now we're the only one Let there be peace on earth What ever gave you that idea Economy depends on guns We'll have an arms race with ourselves March, March Forward to the caves War Pimp Renaissance War Pimp Renaissance War Pimp Renaissance War Pimp Renaissance General who's never been to war Is like a rapist who's never been laid Like shootin' fish in a barrel Inner child must be fed Deep fry a quarter million ragheads Into crispy eagle snacks Pure chewing satisfaction Pure chewing satisfaction March, March Ah Ha Ha Ha Question ain't, who killed JFK But, where are they now War Pimp Renaissance War Pimp Renaissance War Pimp Renaissance War Pimp Renaissance Who's a-gonna buy our missiles Who's a-gonna buy our guns Everyone on the whole damned planet We'll throw in free land mines Starve the Russians 'til a nut takes over Put the Arms Race back on boil As the world's population's exploding Wars for water, not oil Too damn many people already Clutter land we could use for golf Egg 'em on to bloodbaths like Rwanda Help 'em eat each other alive Praise God We bropught the rapture on Hey, wait for me
Writer(s): William Fredrick Rieflin, Al Jourgensen, Eric R Boucher, Paul G Barker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out