Stranded in the mystery zone Talks to the buzy tone His guns are cocked He's ready for demolition God it's a bloody mess And I must confess He's a hair trigger Waiting for the final solution
And perfect blue, what are you gonna do Until it rains, don't watch for storms Don't count your casualties until there's a war
Clutches the crutches of hate Ticking like a bomb he waits Trying to hold on to what he came for Diming on the 9 to 5 Just to keep alive Soldiers the shadows on his shoulder
