Got on chance, infiltrate them Get it right, terminate them The Panzers will, permeate them Break their pride, denigrate them And their people, retrograde them Typhus, deteriate them Epidemic, devastate them Take no prisoners, cremate them
Going to war, give 'em hell D-Day, next stop Normandie Beginning of the end WE know how to and sure as shit we'll win War is peace sure man A retreat for the damned A playground for the demented A haven for those who walk this world Bereft of heart and soul Love and war they say all is fair Take his life But won't take his hair Your body has parts your Country can spare By the way son here's Your wheelchair
He once had to be all he could be Now he's nothing for no one nowhere to see Funny thing, he's like you & me It's a funny thing, a funny thing Tears streak his solemn stare Abandoned for wreckage nobody cares No one knew what would happen there No one spoke no one even dared Don't ask what you can do for you country Ask what your country can do for you Take no prisoners, take no shit