One Man Army

Album cover art for "One Man Army" by Pro-Pain (Metal) & Mike “Poppy” Brodsky

Pro-Pain (Metal) & Mike “Poppy” Brodsky - Rock, Hardcore Punk

One Man Army

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[Verse 1] Beat down like a pile of junk Politically incorrect We knew he deserved the best But he never got no respect Six kids and an empty wallet With a hole the size of a dime Not a dollar or a dream to boot He thanks God for a hell of a time [Pre-Chorus] Here lies the middle class What once was is now past Our forefathers spent their lives Cultivating this? [Chorus] One-man army, born and bred Never cared much what no one said Worked all day till his fingers bled He was a one-man army [Verse 2] One day, he bought a shotgun And went home and sat on the bed He downed more than a couple of drinks That put the "S"-word in his head So, the future's not so bright When everything looks so dim Then he thought about who he loves But thought more about who loves him [Pre-Chorus] Too much pain and no gain Suck the blood from my veins I work too hard to have you Take it all away [Chorus] One-man army, born and bred Never cared much what no one said Worked all day till his fingers bled He was a one-man army [Saxophone Solo: Mike "Poppy" Brodsky] [Pre-Chorus] I see red when you see green Kill us all when we turn 18 If opportunity ever knocked I guess we weren't home [Chorus] One-man army, born and bred Never cared much what no one said Worked all day till his fingers bled He was a one-man army One-man army, born and bred Never cared much what no one said Worked all day till his fingers bled He was a one-man army

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Credits

Writers
  • Gary Meskil