Green Day - Baby Eyes

The year of the rat, the first of the leader
Somebody shot the babysitter
They say my middle name is danger
The kind you keep away from strangers

I'm singing woahhhh
I'm out of control
Oh baby when I see your pretty face
I say woahhhh
God rest your fuckin' soul
Cause baby baby I was born to kill

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

I'm singing woahhhh
I'm out of control
Oh baby when I see your pretty face
I said woahhhh
God rest your fuckin' soul

Cause baby baby eyes
Uh baby baby eyes
Uh baby baby I was born to... kill