Beware the Blue Skies - Moron Police

Here comes death from the blue skies

Nagasaki like the 4th of July

Watch our missiles blow them sky high--

What a cost-efficient way to die!

Robot-Eagle on a flat screen

A 14-year old learning to fly

Blow them up, that’s the sound of freedom forming in their minds

You’re waking up, missing everybody, friends piled in a line

You’re going up, taking everybody down into the monsters of your mind

Man, we’re waiting for a damn good time

You won it all, it’s a bonanza

Supreme Leader and new rebels to train

We’ll give them guns and an agenda

One-way tickets on commercial planes

You’re looking good towards re-election

You’ve got a multi-million-dollar campaign

And you’re moving up, up past everybody--

Hell, you can’t complain

You’re going up, up past everybody on ladders built from pain

You’re going up, taking everybody down into the monsters of your mind

We’re waiting for a damn good time

And hip-hooray here comes Norway, friend to one and all

We don’t sell guns, we just provide a little service, that’s all

We’re the ambassadors of peace and kindness, merely warlords

Dealing death and violence in a cabaret

We’re good friends with the U.S.A