Starship Troopers (Redux) - The Herd

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 killer 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, GI, 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

And 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

(«Give peace a chance… that doesn’t mean anything»

«It's like give peace a chance»)

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

Lighting up like Hiroshima

The perfect sight

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 was only nineteen

Joined for the pay packet

Now my full metal jacket won’t take one more hit

I don’t give two shits about oil interests

But depleted uranium, just gave Joe a fit

Captain Kurtz said, «fight till the hurt stops»

Yet all I can see is burned crops

And mates shell-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 nurse 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 mince meat of his men

I’m a Starship Trooper

This is my letter to dad

Transferred from Saigon to Baghdad

And now I’m dead

An allied soldier…