"Killing Machine" lyrics

Another man dead, I didn't want to kill
Another soul lost that I didn't will
Another man's pain that I didn't feel
Another dead soldier laid on a hill

Killing machine, oh, killing machine
You bought yourself a killing machine

Run for the hills, Navajo, let's go
Run through the streams and the valleys below
Run through the dreams of our fathers before
Passed in the night, with blood on the door

Killing machine, oh, killing machine
You bought yourself a killing machine

Pitch them down from the second floor
Ooh, pitch them down to the dirt below
Kiss their mothers with lips so cold
Fallen soldiers never do grow old, do they

Killing machine, oh, killing machine
You bought yourself a killing machine
Killing machine, oh, killing machine
You bought yourself a killing machine
You bought yourself a killing machine