Hot Pink, Distorted

It'll take much more than water
To fix my hot pink, distorted face

And more than self-hypnosis
To believe it doesn't taste like gasoline
I was not invited back

Here comes the thunder
There goes the rain

You poor misguided soldier
Ugly daughters show no mercy

In the heat of battle
These brats'll feel no pain
Quick and dirty they take you down

Here comes the thunder
There goes the rain