I won't rely on the service of strangers
Like other robots in this place
Who show their fear at the break of danger
In the way they hide their face
I won't explain my personal reasons
On bended knee to a suspect crown
I got my license, it's the hunting season
I'm gonna burn this fucker down
If you never hear the call to glory
And live your life through honor and deed
Then every time you look in the mirror
You'll see the face of the man that you wish you could be
The greatest wisdom that I've ever known
Stupid people should not breed
Or at least keep to their own
Protect us from their pestilent seed
Unmoralistic debutantes
Spend their lives searching for something
With all their needs and all their wants
If you ain't got pride, you ain't got nothing
If you never hear the call to glory
And live your life through honor and deed
Then every time you look in the mirror
You'll see the face of the man that you wish you could be
