The Man Who Pulls The Trigger

Keith Hancock

There's one thing I can't understand

One thing I can't figure

What's going through the mind of

The man who pulls the trigger



They'll take a young man who's impressionable

And it's easy to press home their views

They'll teach him to fight, and tell him it's right

His mind becomes theirs to use

If he hates you it's slow and painful

If he likes you it's clean in the head

He kills people on planes

In buses and trains

And babies asleep in their beds

He'll kill and he'll show no compassion

He'll kill with a wink and a nod

He's killing for money

Killing for fun

But mainly he's killing for God



There's one thing I can't undertand

One thing I can't figure

What's going through the mind of

The man who pulls the trigger

The man who pulls the trigger



They'll take him and mould him completely

Teach him to be numb to the pain

Goodbye greetings he'll send to family and friends

He knows he'll not see them again

He'll learn how to handle explosives

He'll learn how to handle a gun

He'll learn how to lie

Decieve, cheat and die

His mission for God has begun



But there's one thing I can't understand

One thing I can't figure

What's going through the mind of

The man who pulled the trigger

The man who pulled the trigger

The man who pulled the trigger