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Wheezin

admin — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 20:31:29 +0000

(Rank and Name) come on out,
we want to hear you wheeze and pass out…
New cadence caller starts with…
Wheeze and pass out Whats that all about
I run for days Many different ways
I run in the snow Let that wind blow
If it starts to rain I dig for more pain
You can’t stop me I’m not the Army
I won’t get lazy I’m not the Navy
Why you puffin on air this ain’t the Air Force
We always ask for more Cause we’re MARINE CORPS!

C130

admin — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 20:30:17 +0000

C130 rollin down the strip.
64 marines on a killin trip.
Mission classified destination unknown,
don’t even know if we’re comin home
Stand up, hook up, shuffle to the door,
My knees went weak and i hit the floor.
Jumpmaster picked me up with ease,
and kicked my ass into the breeze.
If my chute don’t open wide.
I have a reserve by my side.
If that one should fail me too.
Look out hell i’m comin through.
Kick ol’ satan in the chest.
And put his ass in the leanin rest.

Mutilation

admin — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 20:29:21 +0000

Mutilation Mutilation Crush Crush Kill.
If my M-16 don’t get ya then my ka-bar will.
Mutilation Mutilation Crush Crush Kill.
If my ka-bar doesn’t get ya then my e-tool will.
Mutilation Mutilation Crush Crush Kill.
If my e-tool doesn’t get ya then my kevlar will.
Mutilation Mutilation Crush Crush Kill.
If my Kevlar doesn’t get ya then my right hook will.
Mutilation Mutilation Crush Crush Kill.
Left hand made of iron, right hand made of steel.
If the first one don’t get ya then the other one will.

If I Wanted

admin — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 20:27:13 +0000

If I wanted to be a Doggy
Then I would’ve joined the stinkin’ Army
If I wanted to be a Fly Boy
Then I would’ve joined the stinkin’ Air Force
If I wanted to be a Swaby
Then I would’ve joined the stinkin’ Navy
But I wanted a job that makes you lean and mean
Livin in the woods with my M-16,
eatin hot dogs with pork and beans

SNCO

admin — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 20:26:14 +0000

I don’t know but I’ve been told
That a SNCO is a mighty old
Back when they were young it was so long ago
They had 8-track walkman and no stereo
Butterfly collars were the golden rule
They wore leizure suits in the summer cause they thought it was cool
If that aint enough to make you go crazy
They used to wear bell bottoms and they wasn’t in the Navy
But they are SNCOs Some are good to go
They make a lot of dough
Lefty right Lo

My Favorite Weapon

admin — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 20:24:59 +0000

My favorite weapon is my M-16
I like to keep it nice and clean
I hope for the day that bin laden dies
That my weapons bullet will go between his eyes.

Jody

admin — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 20:24:18 +0000

On a plane to Iraq
ain’t no sense in looking back.
Susie won’t be alone for long
cause Jody wants to drop her thong
we run the risk of getting shot
while Susie screws the whole damn block.
this is her plan it will not fail
because your “”dear john”" letter is in the mail.
this is true i will not lie
its another reason for Jodie to die.”

Momma

admin — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 20:22:58 +0000

Momma Momma cant you see,
What the Corps has done to me?
Put me in a barbers Chair,
snip, snap and i had no hair.
Put a Ka-Bar in my hand,
Taught me how to kill a man.
Put me in a combat zone,
Made me think a lot about home.
I thought about my mom one night,
Then a loud bang and I saw a light.
Then Saint Peter said to me,
your new place of duty is to guard me.
So if I die in a combat zone,
Box me up and ship me home.
Pin my medals upon my chest,
Tell my momma I did my best.
Make sure they bury me deep,
And lay crossed rifles at my feet.
Tell susie not to cry,
Cause the Marine Corps way is to do or die.

Why I want to be a Marine

admin — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 20:21:48 +0000

Everywhere I go people ask me,
why when I grow I want to be a Marine.
I turn my head sharply and look them in the eye,
have you heard of the Marines who fought and died.
Somewhere in the jungle covered in blood,
a U.S.Marine is dyin’ in the mud.
He fought to keep this country free,
but like everything else freedom isn’t free.

Paper Kite

admin — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 20:21:01 +0000

Fred and Barney on a Friday night
Tried to get to heaven on a paper kite.
Lightning struck, and down they fell.
Instead of going to heaven, they went straight to hell.