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I've been kicking ass since the dawn of time I'm just a killing man that's reached my killing prime I burn and I plunder as it suits my desire The weapon of my choice is "great balls of fire" Chorus: So why, I ask, it just doesn't make much sense That a man of my stature should have to wear a dress I mean what, may I inquire, were you thinking on that day When you conjured up for a man like me a robe that looks so gay Ahhhh sit right back and your troubles melt away Ahhhh he uses fire but his robe looks so gay I was taught my craft at the dawn of pain You may not like my methods but you'll surely know my name I just think incendiary thoughts and my hands burst into flames A few moments later and you'll never be the same (Chorus) So if you're embarrassed and you hang your head in shame You'd like an opportunity to redeem your worthy name Well just remember this: when next you look to kill That a man who's truly skilled can look quite good in twill (Chorus) (Thanks to Mario for these lyrics) From Letras Mania