Not Behind The Fighter Jet lyrics

Militant babies came to me And tole me "Don't be afraid to try" Phenomenal stuntkids in the street Popping out of the black ghost pie (it pleases the chef) Fearless ones-cracked up Jack and Jill They're down there in the bunker still You look like a sniper anyway I'm not behind the fighter jet I'd much rather back a simple girl I've seen your plan and it's all wet A noseload of prophecies coming to me Caught in the trap where bravery steps A wounded mercenary bleeds In the hall of fantastically fine things Where the path of glory leads Lately I think it's grown too hard Coming up with the winning card But who's gonna beat them in their own backyard