GREEN DAY lyrics - Baby Eyes

GREEN DAY
"Baby Eyes"

Year of the rat, last of the leader
Somebody shot the babysitter
They say my middle name is Danger
The kind to keep away from strangers

I say woah, I'm out of control
Oh baby, will I see your pretty face?
I say woah, God bless your fucking soul
'Cause baby, baby I was born to kill

I pulled the trigger from the shooting stars
I am a motor in your crashing car
I am the cherub in the Arab spring
I am the bullet in your magazine

I say woah, I'm out of control
Oh baby, will I see your pretty face?
I say woah, God rest your fucking soul
'Cause baby, baby eyes

Oh baby, baby eyes
Oh baby, baby I was born to... Kill!