PUSHING FOR THE CIA song lyrics/Words by Joel Sattler

He learned to ride a gun in Vietnam
Flying down the mountain for a 3-point land
Pussy from the slopes and opium from the Mong
All the name of the War with the Cong

Congress doesn't want to pay, got money of his own
If he only had a dollar for every mission flown
Stuff the stuff upside the door till every hold was full
One good about it is it aint accountable

He saw too much, too much he saw
When you break the law you ARE the law
Trouble coming everyday
Pushing for the CIA

We need another little war on another shore
Give the job to Johnny, he knows what blood is for
Shake his hand and count your fingers
Trade a kilo for a stinger
Everybody makes a profit
Don't knock it

There's a place beyond bad where you can be God
Skunk or meth, life or death, decided with a nod
No need to run supplying guns to both side just to be sure
Whoever wins will start again, no promise and no cure

There's only power, there is no right
Or wrong, no tunnel to the light
Doesn't do no good to pray
Pushing for the CIA
 

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