They get you ready to fight   The fuse is ready to blow   You shoot to kill on sight   They call you G I Joe      You never wanted to stop   The smell of burning flesh   The hero marches alone   Across the highway of death      It's not a matter of rights   It's just a matter of war   Don't have a reason to fight   They never had one before      You're just a killing machine   He's come to take you down   We take the gas that we need   And pump the blood on the ground      They're gonna set you up   So they can take you down   They're gonna suck you dry   They've left the blood to be found      They're gonna rip you apart   You're gonna burn at the stake   'Cause when it's time to collect   It's only heroes who pay