Daddy was a pilot, he flew a fighter plane.
Daddy was a pilot, hostile fire and Korean rain.

But he never did shit for me, no he never did shit for me.
Dedicated to a god and country but he never did shit for me.

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Oh yeah!
Look at your baby boy, look at your crazy boy!
Look at your lazy boy got a dozen dirty bombs and I'm ready to deploy!
Look at your lazy boy, look at your crazy boy, look at your baby boy!
Now look away Papa coulda been your pride and joy!

Well see daddy was a pilot, he wore the flying cross.
Daddy wasn't violent, but he always was the boss.

And he never was good to me, no he never was good to me.
I'ma cutting down the old family tree making firewood.

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Fuck it!
Look at your baby boy, look at your crazy boy!
Look at your lazy boy got a dozen dirty bombs and I'm ready to deploy!
Look at your lazy boy, look at your crazy boy, look at your baby boy!
Now look away Papa coulda been your pride and joy!

Don't fight everybody say! Woohoo!