When I go to heaven St. Peter he will say Did you earn your living Did you earn your pay My reply was with a little bit of thunder I earned my living killing down under
When I go to bars the girls they will say Did you earn your living Did you earn your pay My reply was with a cool kinda nod I earned my living killing commies for my god
When I go home The hippies are gonna say Did you earn your living Did you earn your pay I replied with as I pulled out my knife Get out of my way before I take your life