Smokin’ Reds
And Hajji heads
Desert Heat
Ain’t it neat?
The smell of shit
Here in Satan’s armpit
I signed a contract
A mercenaries pact
I rock a fifty
The other Joe’s think I’m nifty
With the biggest gun
Popping, under Saddam’s sun
Smokin’ Reds
And Hajji heads
All day shit explodes
Like some obscene loads
Yeah, I love to watch them burn
Deep down, I can’t wait my turn
It’ll come, yes it’ll come
The wage each gunman earns
We each pay one another
See the Haj, he’s my brother
We give each other
Back down to the mother
Smokin’ Reds
And Hajji heads
Waiting my turn
For the wage a gunman earns
Tags: Stephen Handlin