Shot in the face
Shot in the head
Shot in the leg both ankles too but he kind of enjoyed it
Escaped from the camp
Jumped out of the plane
Chewed his own damn fingers off and said he enjoyed it
Fought in the fires
Fought with the Poles
Fought in the second war and more and still he kind of enjoyed it
Still find the time
To write it all down
While some of the dead --- the names of the women and children
Still he enjoyed the war
Take a good hard look at yourself
Whichever way the cards were dealt
You got two eyes and two --- arms
But you're still a fucking weasel
And it's not an empty pissing contest
Cause the wire always circles the leaders
Come the next gathering storm, we'll be weighed and found wanting
Born ---
Son of a king
Swearing like a seasoned trooper but he'd never surrender
Escape through the hills
Dressed in his sharp suit
Walking solo to the border but he'd never surrender
Shot through the ---
Broke up the dinner's and the speeches and he never surrendered
--- well
Better than most
And somewhere deep down everybody has to decide a line that they will not cross
Take a good hard look at yourself
Whichever way the cards were dealt
You got two eyes and two --- arms
But you're still a fucking weasel
And it's not an empty pissing contest
'Cause the wire is always slower than medicine
Come the next gathering storm, we'll be weighed and found wanting
Like a weakling child
This is an empty pissing contest
Come the next gathering storm, we'll be weighed and found wanting