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lirik lagu ozi batla - starship troopers

[intro: sample]
join the navy
join the navy

[verse 1: ozi batla]
lost in deep cover
“dear john,” said his lover’s last letter
emptied a full clip to feel better
slipped a rung on jacob’s ladder
desert boot camp deserter got stung by death adder
don’t get mad, get even madder
a10 tank k!ller fodder
interrogate? why bother?
my brother for a last cigarette (no, please, not yet)
one last dance, lest we regret
look me in the eye, g.i., and tell me you’re not tired
(i’m tired to death sir, i’m tired till it hurts)
(but when you thought it couldn’t get much worse)
well, it may
we march at the break of day
come what may, rules of engagement say
we will stand to the very last, shrapnel blast
a casket goes home
sons and daughters wrapped in stars and stripes to keep ’em warm

[bridge: sample]
give peace a chance… that doesn’t mean anything
it’s like give peace a chance
[pre~chorus: ozi batla]
under red orange dawn we draw the line
and those on the other side must stand and fight
tracers like fourth of july in the night
light it up like hiroshima
the perfect sight

[chorus: ozi batla]
i’m a starship trooper, this is my letter to dad
transferred from saigon to baghdad and now i’m dead
an allied soldier with skin boils from ebola
i’ll bring you back a souvenir of what we stole
i’m a starship trooper, this is my letter to dad
transferred from saigon to baghdad and now i’m dead
an allied soldier with skin boils from ebola
(i’ll bring you back a souvenir of what we stole)

[verse 2: ozi batla]
i was only nineteen, joined for the pay packet
now my full metal jacket won’t take one more hit
i don’t give two sh~ts about oil interests
but depleted uranium just gave joel a fit
captain kurtz said “fight till the hurt stops”
all i can see is burned crops and mates sh~ll~shocked
morphine under lock and key
their ak’s talking to my m16
pray for friendly fire
haven’t seen a priest, but plenty of funeral pyres
triage nurses is dying
my name in the paper next to a faceless dictator
and another flag to drape
hey, yo, check
here’s the commanding officer, a total mess again
crying in the mess tent
how to make mice or mincemeat of his men
[chorus: ozi batla]
i’m a starship trooper, this is my letter to dad
transferred from saigon to baghdad and now i’m dead
an allied soldier with skin boils from ebola
i’ll bring you back a souvenir of what we stole
i’m a starship trooper, this is my letter to dad
transferred from saigon to baghdad and now i’m dead
an allied soldier with skin boils from ebola
i’ll bring you back a souvenir of what we stole

[outro: ozi batla]
i’m a starship trooper, this is my letter to dad
transferred from saigon to baghdad and now i’m dead
an allied soldier
an allied solider
an allied soldier

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