Wmd Lyrics & Chords By Blow Up Hollywood

Did realy poor at highschool, it wasn't my thing
I wanted to leave the small town, but i had no money
So i visited my uncle Sam
And he told me he had a plan
I could see the world, for free
I never knew the dessert, could be so hot
and all this heavy equipment, it must cost a lot
Well they issued me my gun
And they told me to kill someone
But he hasn't done a thing, to me
Well they put me on the frontline
And they told me to wait for a sign
I'd be looking out, for WMDs
WMDs
What are these?
WMDs