IRAQ Vic Chesnutt

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She is beautiful and rich
And married to a world-class prick
He beats her and rages
So I’m gonna save her
That puny bully is no match for my
Well-toned muscles

While I’m tearing him limb for limb
She will see what great shape I’m in
She’ll kiss me on the cheek
And say “You’re my hero”
I’ll take her in my arms
And then I’ll have her

She’ll be mine!

Well I did just what I said
I beat that bastard dead
But as I was punching and pounding and beating
She was sobbing and bleeding and screaming
Which wasn’t exactly what I was expecting
But never for one momеnt did I
Let it distract me

His blood, my sweat and hеr tears soaked me
As I rose to my feet above his body
His head in my one hand
Held high triumphantly
But I had to hit her
To keep her from clawing me