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
