It's piano time on Ice-Colony,
The regular minge shuffles in
There's a bravo sitting next to me
Making love to his plasteel barricade.
He says, "Son can you help me defend FOB."
I'm not really sure if I will
For I don't want to die whilst
They'll all retreat
And die in a younger man's clothes.
"don't sing us a song you're squad engineer.
Go, defend the F-ooOB
Well we're all in the need for an evac right now
And you're not doing shit if at all...
Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
He gets me my drinks for free
And he's quick with a joke or to light up your smoke
But there's someplace that he'd rather be.
He says, "Bill, I believe this is killing me."
As a smile ran away from his face
"Well, I'm sure that I could get a distinguished bar
If you'd get the glock out my face."
Now Paul is an undergrad engineer
Who never had time for a gun
And he's talking with Davy, my HEFA 'nade lady
And probably will be for his' life
And the CL is practising politics
As the Delta slowly gets killed
Yes they're sharing an OP they call "fucked up now"
But it's better than another MP call...
"don't sing us a song you're squad engineer.
Go, defend the F-ooOB
Well we're all in the need for an evac right now
And you're not doing shit if at all..."
It's a pretty good RO for solo'ing
And the Chief MP puts me in jail.
'Cause he knows it was me who kept John up on leave.
I ain't got much life left for now.
And the ARES sounds like a red alarm!
And the firing line looks like CIC.
And they sound an alarm and chamber a fire.
And say, "Man, Dropship 1 got hijacked again."
"don't sing us a song you're squad engineer.
Go, defend the F-ooOB
Well we're all in the need for an evac right now
And you're not doing shit if at all...