Everyday it seems we're preaching away
Another place where the Kalishnokovs are so cold
I'd walk all night just to get back home

I'm a terrorist, in a cold cave i live
I'm wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive
Sometimes I get bombed, sometimes everyday
And the people I meet always go their secret ways
Sometimes you tell the day
By the type of Bomber that flies over
And times when you're all alone all you do is think

I walk these caves with my hunched over back
I play for keeps, 'cause I'm not taking any slack
I got spies everywhere, still I'm standing tall
I've seen a million faces an I've tried to kill them all

I'm a terrorist, on a mule I ride
I'm wanted dead or alive
I'm a terrorist, I got idiots on my side