**** with the column
It’s chomping at the bit
**** with the column
Reveal all of its kit
**** with the column
Let the boys become men
**** with the column
You can even bring ten!

Attack from the rear and you’re sure to get hurt:
Smith’s been waiting all day to let that heavy-gun brrrt.

Attack from the side and you must want to die:
Thirty-two split in half, sixteen guns sing goodbye.

A strafe from overhead; you’ll get back more than lead:
Anti-air, anti-tank; to an iron-coffin you’ll be wed.

An ambush from the front; you had weeks to set up:
Frank’s on the comms; in one mike you’ll blow up.

Challenge the mob
If you want in the game.
Whole team’s killed before
And…
They’ll do it again!