[Intro]
One two, one two, one two, one two!
One two, one two, one two, one two!

[Verse]
Keep up the pace
Don’t let yourselves lose the count for a second;
Remember which end the bullets the bullets come out of;
And the other, less important, lessons

I said I’d follow you through anything
Hell or highwater;
Which is convenient now
That most days spent beside you are just... hell

Others call it “survival skills”
But I know now it’s just up to luck -
Our squad’s somewhere bеtween a
Pending cluster bomb, and a cluster****

“For еvery one that falls
Another ten rise up to take their place” -
That’s a beautiful sentiment -
As long as you aren’t the corpse they replace

Who am I to stand in the way of morale?
Observe, my smiling face!
I’m told that through my faith, I won’t die...
I’ll leave a testament, just in case!
Don’t lie;
We’ll be dead and gone before you know it
So when I die
Shift the numbers up once more; replace me -
Just smile
What are we without humour in horror?
It’s worth it -
Failure, glory, life, and living

All of your guns, all of your calls
The bad ones most of all;
They define you
They’re the lowest standard we can strive to!

Your faults, your tact
Inordinate amounts of flak:
In all the carnage
There’s no one I’d rather stand beside!

Every day lived;
Another semi-successful run-and-gun
But with friends like these
Maybe dying’s not the worst of outcomes?

If given the choice again
I’d gladly partake of these death games -
The only true mistake is not to play!
(Also friendly fire!)
Keep up the pace, think on your feet -
Work around the flaws in plans and -
While we’re breathing, count our blessings;
Savour calm, this **** gets messy

Though their stupidity makes me want to cry
I guess there’s some who have it worse than I
It’s not insubordination and it’s not having your back;
But trusting your calls is like waiting for a heart attack

You were wrong
When “it can’t be that bad!” was what you said -
Don’t stop, if life catches up
We’ll surely meet our deaths!

No rhyme or reason
Are you sure we aren’t Chaos?
Our laughter -
Keeps the dread from out of earshot!

[Outro]
(One two, one two, one two, one two)
Keep the count of the soldier’s song -
(One two, one two, one two, one two)
As everything that can, goes wrong
(One two, one two, one two, one two)
Though our path isn’t always right -
(One two, one two, one two, one two)
There’s not a thing we can’t overcome with spite