To fix my hot pink, distorted face 

And more than self-hypnosis 

To believe it doesn't taste like gasoline 

I was not invited back 

Here comes the thunder

There goes the rain

You poor, misguided soldier 

Ugly daughters show no mercy 

In the heat of battle 

These brats'll feel no pain 

Quick and dirty, they take you down 

Here comes the thunder

There goes the rain