"G.I. Joe" lyrics

Compensate you for your worth
We pay by the hour
Not how much it hurts
Babysitters, babysitters, overpaid
Paperboys, paperboys coming of age

And G.I. Joe is cradling his gun
Until someone gets hurt
It's so much fun
Are you still listening, boy?
We'll make a man out of you
Maybe pull a trigger or two

It's complicated, but what's your fit?
Got drones and tanks and tourniquets
They're slowing down, slowing down
Coming this way
A soldier now
A mama's boy just yesterday

And G.I. Joe is cradling his gun
Until someone gets hurt
It's so much fun
Are you still listening, boy?
We'll make a man out of you

What if war was just a fad
Like the dogs wearing sweaters, walking on the esplanade?
The girls are winking at the boys who've been drinking too much
Buddy, it's time to pay the tab

And G.I. Joe is cradling his gun
Until someone gets hurt
It's so much fun
Are you still listening, boy?
We'll make a man out of you
And you'll maybe pull a trigger or two