Vic Chesnutt - IRAQ lyrics

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

But, I knew she didn’t know
What she was doing
So I held her down until she stopped flailing
And then I whisper in her ear
You are free, baby you are free
Make love to me

She spat at my face
As I tightened my embrace
And as I pressed against her
She twisted and resisted

She tried to fight it as I pushed inside her
I said, you’ll learn like it
You’ll learn love it you’ll learn to love me
For I am your hero