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, detriade them

Epidemic, devastate them

Take no prisoners, cremate them



Going to war, give'em hell

D-Day, next stop Normandie

Beginning of the end

Whe 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 his 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 cab 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 funny thing, a funny thing

Tears streak his solemn stare

Abondoned 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 your country

Ask what you country can do for you

Take no prisoners, take no shit