They were born. with the knowledge. of the struggle to survive. They were raised learning. only ways to stay alive. Their language. is the language. of the bullets and the gun. If you see them coming. babe you'd better run. Here come the warboys. Here come the warboys. Well they look so pretty. as they march and drill. It's such a pity. that they're dressed to kill. See them marching two by two. When it all comes down. they know exactly what to do. Here come the war. war warboys. Warboys. children and their toys. Warboys. make a lot of noise. Warboys. when the lightning explodes. I pray for your soul. Well they look so fierce. gonna tear out your heart. When they get near. gonna see what they got. Hold on to your soul. friend of mine. I'll see you in hell. some other time. Here come. the warboys warboys. Mmm. Warboys warboys