Lyrics

You finally caught the jokes in the traditional text
Now she finally throws the yoke around your pitiful necks
High time you saw the smoke
Because she's bringing the fire
How can you trust a god who only speaks through liars

Here's wishing you well
She's itching to send you to Hell
'Cause you're a real true believer

Here's wishing you well
AH-1C Supercobra
Loaded ready for any enemy

She rules the skies over the city
In the countryside
For you, it's not looking pretty

They all flee in panic
When she lets one fly
Like Joan of Arc
She's on a mission from God

Hellfire

She's bringing hellfire

Missiles
Are her modern-day sword
Fire and forget
So she can shoot where she looked before

She rules the fucking skies over the city
In the countryside
For you, it's not looking pretty

They all flee in panic
When she lets one fly
Like Joan of Arc
She's on a mission from God

So. You finally caught the jokes
in the traditional text
Now, she finally throws the yoke
around your pitiful necks