Hold a Candle to This

So much for banning the bomb

The president's wife is carrying a hand gun

If you want blood sports for fun now

They call me "the hunter" - better run now

You hear a "crack" in the distance, baby

Your phony mating calls resistance maybe

Don't smile; we're gonna get you

We'll have your rifle off you too

Gimme a kiss

And hold a candle to this!

Foxy lady dressed to kill

You say you won't, but you will

What's on your face and your breath, mama?

You wear your glory of death, mama

But liberation's on the way

Every dog's gonna have it's day

Pack up your rape racks and crush box out of Hell

Farmer in the dell

Oh, please, I insist

Hold a candle to this!

Bring on the ecstasy

And the bliss

Bring on my wedding day

And everybody's birthday

Blow up the abattoir!

Detonate!

We're going home

Where the buffalo roam!

There's a new generation

From Osaka, Siam and Saigon

The sailors mixed it on the shore

They were making love and making war

Well, here's a present for the navy

Same meat, different gravy

Those chicks will find you; that's for sure

One, two, three, four - tell the people what she wore!

(You're American, miss)

Hold a candle to this!