Got one chance, infiltrate them!
Get it right, terminate them!
The Panzers will, permeate them!
Break their pride, denigrate them!
And their people, retrograde them!
Typhus, deteriorate them!
Epidemic, devastate them!
Take no prisoners, cremate them!
Burn!
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 and 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!