[Intro]
'Scuse me sir, but may I ask what the fuck we're doing here?
Infinity Ward turned us into Multiplayer DLC Characters
But why would they do that to us after all the bloody hell we've been through?

[Verse 1]
'Cause they're cunts, I swear I'll only do this once
We’re about to go through hell and smoke some deadly cryptid blunts
Infiltrate the ship, destroy all the hives
If we fail in our mission, you can kiss your ass goodbye
But what is our mission?
Rescue an Intel Operative, get to the top of the ship, then kill something really big
Don’t lose hope, there's no time to be a bum
We can craft different shit and have ourselves a little fun

[Chorus]
Mayday, fighting in a ghost ship, shooting Cryps ‘cause I don't give two shits Mayday, blasting room to room dropping hives with drills calling, “Mayday”

[Verse 2]
Unlock the cargo bay and move up, we can't stay
I wanna finish and get drunk before the end of the day
I found a Panzerfaust, but I'm not a detective
One thing I know for sure is that this weapon's effective
Don't know what to expect, so I continue to blast
Watch out for cryptids shitting cabbage turrets outta its’ ass
Upgrade my Venom-X with various parts to shoot fire or lightning, or seeder plants
[Chorus]
Mayday, fighting in a ghost ship, shooting them Cryps’ ‘cause I don't give two shits Mayday, blasting room to room, dropping hives with drills, hear the frags go boom Mayday, they’re everywhere causing searing pain that I just can't bear
Mayday, it isn't fair, one-thousand V’ four, we're calling, “Mayday”

[Verse 3]
Oi, we’re raising hell, exterminating cryptids, gathering intel (Mayday)
Just ring the bell if you kill too many and can't stand the smell (Mayday)
On the edge our seat, all this action makes my heart skip to the beat (Mayday)
In their eyes we're meat and they'll serve us if we accept defeat, oi
The sound of my gun drowns the volume of my voice
Since it was released, the Rippers my weapon of choice
Use the chemical gas to finish off the rest, of all the methods that we used, this really seemed to work the best
It's not the cryptids that cause me to go into a panic, it’s the masters that they serve, find out in the cinematic
Top of the ship, hear a beast that lurks
Is it the Americans? No, it's much worse

[Chorus]
Mayday, fighting in a ghost ship, shooting them Cryps’ ‘cause I don't give two shits Mayday, blasting room to room, dropping hives with drills, hear the frags go boom Mayday, they’re everywhere causing searing pain that I just can't bear
Mayday, it isn't fair, one-thousand V’ four, we're calling, “Mayday”