Ever since I was young I worked to my last breath To be a razor-sharp instrument of death So that when we flew the enemy ran in fear But now I'm checkin' off boxes, got my school in my joint I'm a motherfuckin' killer on the PowerPoint Oh, dear God in Heaven, what the fuck am I doin' here? 'Cause you told me I would be a fighter pilot But you fuckin' lied My skills have sat for three long years And now they've all but died God forbid we ever go to war I'll just have to laugh 'Cause I'm gonna have to kick the commies' ass With everything I learned on the staff It don't make any sense to me How you're gonna rain death with a master's degree Maybe that's a school that I haven't been to yet But I'm learnin' every day things that I never knew How you fit into the system that completely fucks you When I get out, it's a lesson I won't forget