Marco Migliari - Soldiers Make Good Targets lyrics

What kind of pace are we living now? Watching wars live, via satellite You carry a gun but no smoking inside Escape disease yet I could get shot tonight You Shoot You Lose The time has come and you're all alone And you know you're not dreaming It's heaven's door, you're ringing on the bell Will they let you in, or you going to hell? I'll take a war, I'll take mine with fries Medium rare, wash a coke down with ice Swallow it down no time to digest What do you know, I'm feeling hungry again You Shoot You Loose The time has come and you're all alone And you know you're not dreaming It's heaven's door, you're ringing on the bell Will they let you in, or you going to hell?