This sniper's getting restless
His dirty flag unfurled
Pretty little virtues wrapped up in a country that is cold
Horrid little virtues snapped up waiting to be sold
His ethics are his stronghold
His faith is tightly bound
To me he's just an arsehole
Because he never wastes a round
Fine. I feel lucky as a punk. We're fine
He's talking to his victims
Dehumanised and grey
Hero must be worshipped - Sociopath
Hero's never call
Never be forgotten monologue - Story never told
So if your version of events
Helps you sleep alone
Check underneath the bed my friend
Because the ghosts are on the phone
Fine. I feel lucky as a punk. We're fine
