Gul Mudin, pop-pop-poppy
d
Fantasy of kill team
d
Sergeant Gibbs cut off your finger
d
Andy Holmes put it in a sock
d
Bravo Company, 3rd Platoon
d
Pool of blood reflecting the sky
d
Blowing out savages
d
Beating off military
d
Corporal Jeremy
d
Open-mouthed and idiotic
d
Firefly seen by
d
Daylight is but a bug
d
Oh, close your eyes, Mudin
d
You’re aglow in the night
d
Queer for death, pup pup army
d
Stoned on hash, porta-potty
d
In the dust they pushed your father
d
But you climb into his heart
d
Curling up into a ball
d
Rest your head upon his hate
d
Judgement will never be lifted
d
A crow taps the face of your son
d
The Virgin might could not clip its wings
d
For hell is hot, hell is hot, Satan’s cock, hell is hot
d
Blowing out savages
d
Beating off military
d
Corporal Jeremy
d
Open-mouthed and idiotic
d
Firefly seen by
d
Daylight is but a bug
d
Oh, close your eyes, Mudin
d
You’re aglow in the night
d