He ain't here for your revolution.

he's only here for gold

and he'll take his pay,

on any day,

from any army in the fold

He didn't come cause he loves your company

Didn't come 'cause shared your views

He didn't come from a common vision

He's not following your muse

He's won't stick by you through thick and thin

He doesn't have your back

...and if the funds run short that bastard,

wont take any flack

If you think that you can trust him,

If you think he can win the war,

Try mentioning that there's no pay,

and he'll soon be out the door

He's a hired gun

Takes his money and runs

This wars not his scene

He's just a killing machine

He's a hired gun

Takes his money and runs

This wars not his scene

He's just a killing machine

He'll only do what he find easiest,

easiest to still get paid

and if some one is bleeding tired

they won't get in his way

He wont lift a hand to help you

Not until he can see the cash

he dont care if your gonna win or lose

|t if it wont affect his Stache

if he can't get paid fighting for your Cause

he's not stickin' to your side

He'll take your gear throw it on his horse

and Sell it to the other side

He doesn't care if your family's Starved

Doesn't care if your family's died

if he sees there a buck to make

there'll be a sparkle in his eye

He's a hired gun

Takes his money and runs

This wars not his scene

He's just a killing machine

He's a hired gun

Takes his money and runs

This wars not his scene

He's just a killing machine