Searching for the enemy, looking into the sun
\nSpotted him behind me, now I gotta run
\nPulling on my flight stick, trying’ to get away
\nEnding up with four big G’s, this just ain\u2019t my day
\nSpinning down right back to earth, getting really ill
\nPulling up and looking down, noticing that hill
\nRolling over to his rear, getting him in my sight
\nFiring a missile to him, ending up his flight<\/p>\n
There’s a flashing light telling me I’m hit
\nThere’s a burning plane, of which I gotta get rid
\nI am reaching for the lever, trying to get out
\nI am floating down to earth, filling me with doubt<\/p>\n
We’re at war now can’t you see it
\nOpen your eyes and better believe it
\n‘Cause there’ll be a time
\nWhen it ain\u2019t a crime
\nAnd all of us are
\nStuck in this fucking war<\/p>\n
Searching for the enemy, looking through the trees
\nSpotted some of them, terrorising refugees
\nSneaking down a tiny path, moving like a snake
\nAdvancing to the yellow gooks, swimming through a lake
\nMarching to a big old tree, taking cover there
\nHaving not one second thought, life ain\u2019t just to fair
\nPulling out a pineapple, blowing them to hell
\nRunning for my life, but feeling very well<\/p>\n
There’s a feeling, tight, telling me to go
\nThere’s a cover blown, making me stay low
\nI am searching for the chopper, trying to get out
\nI am flying out of here, filling me with doubt<\/p>\n
Searching for the enemy, looking on my scoop
\nSpotted him right dead ahead, let’s give something to cope
\nTrying to get a good lock, before he can see us
\nFiring a torpedo, avoiding any fuzz
\nHearing the alarm ringing, the sonar’s picked up a source
\nSeeing the allied ship breaking with vast force
\nTracking our surrounding space, looking for his arm
\nLaunching an encounterer, though we’ll know some harm<\/p>\n
There’s exploding sound, surrounding everyone
\nThere’s a trashing noise, nothing can be done
\nI am falling on the ceiling, knowing they all lied
\nI am not a special soldier, just another died<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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