christmas in basra

smoke and mirrors
bullets and bullshit reasons
so good to see you
times have not been kind i see
but i still wear sunglasses at night
it always seems the 80's were easier
1st sgt said "don't you dare call me top"
i'm right here in the shit too
this train has no passengers
we're all driving it str8 to hell
who does patrols on x mas?
charlie battery thas who
no time for prayer or play fights
mre's in the mrap
my favorite combatives competition
you can't smoke a rock
i don't believe in shit but  run flats
we'll limp home
but we'll make it
missing birthdays and christmas at a later date
is better than getting your head cut off on the fucking internet