Banzai 6

Lyrics

Desert sun cookin' my balls to jerky,
Got sand in my ass and my thoughts are pervy.
710 squad rollin' deep and mean,
Rippin’ through hell in F-18s.

We don’t knock, we blow the door,
We fuck your plans and then your whore.

We’re the Goat Herders, flyin’ high,
Skullfuckin' clouds with a Banzai cry.
Committin’ hard, no second try,
We own the day, we rape the sky.

F-16’s nimble like your mama’s tongue,
F-18’s loud like your sister when she’s sprung.
Strafing runs, missiles tight,
We drop more loads than your girl at night.

You bring a prayer, we bring a fight,
We fuck your village and say goodnight.
No politics, no rules apply,
Just wings, warheads, and whiskey high.

We got goat hairs stuck in our boots,
Last mission ended in local hooch.
They said “respect,” we said “eat my dick,”
We came for death and left real quick.

We’re the Goat Herders, devil’s breed,
Fuckin’ the air with iron and speed.
Banzai, bitch, no askin' why,
You piss your pants when we fly by.

So light that flare, raise hell and fly,
710 Squadron 'til we die.
F-16s — kings of the sky,
Goat Herders out—now kiss our fly.