Not sure this is the right song:
What do they do in the infantry? You march and march and march. What do you do when your pack has got your back as stiff as starch?...
Everyone else can ride a jeep or fly up in the sky. But there's nothing to ride in the infantry, you're just a tired guy.
The hard way, the hard way, sweat till you get there the hard way.
What do they say in the infantry? They squack and squack and squack, all about the miles and miles and miles that they've had to walk.
They march across the ocean...
and that's all i know. Its not complete, but I hope this helps you.
[ 04. September 2004, 12:27 AM: Message edited by: silentmidgetassasin ]
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