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Screaming Jets - Blue Sashes Lyrics




Know our first stop
Fire Base Green,
Got my AK-47 ready and clean.
Watching the treeline,
I'm waiting for a break,
I've got my finger on the trigger,
And I just can't wait.
There's gonna be no more f*ckin' around,
We're gonna get those commies and mow 'em all down.
Don't give a shit we want 'em to hit,
We want 'em to hit,
We want 'em to hit.
At Fire Base Green,
Lay Charlie clean,
Tonight we go,
We go to the Blue Sashes.
Know our first stop Fire Base Green,
Got my AK-47 ready and clean.
Watching the treeline,
I'm waiting for a break,
I've got my finger on the trigger.
There's gonna be no more f*ckin' around,
We're gonna get those commies and mow 'em all down.
Said at Fire Base Green,
Lay Charlie clean,
Tonight we go,
We go to the Blue Sashes.
My Sarge got dusted off,
I tie on my blue cloth,
You know it's in my head,
It's in my head,
It's in my head.
At Fire Base Green,
Lay Charlie clean,
Tonight we go,
We go to the Blue Sashes.
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Know our first stop
Fire Base Green,
Got my AK-47 ready and clean.
Watching the treeline,
I'm waiting for a break,
I've got my finger on the trigger,
And I just can't wait.
There's gonna be no more f*ckin' around,
We're gonna get those commies and mow 'em all down.
Don't give a shit we want 'em to hit,
We want 'em to hit,
We want 'em to hit.
At Fire Base Green,
Lay Charlie clean,
Tonight we go,
We go to the Blue Sashes.
Know our first stop Fire Base Green,
Got my AK-47 ready and clean.
Watching the treeline,
I'm waiting for a break,
I've got my finger on the trigger.
There's gonna be no more f*ckin' around,
We're gonna get those commies and mow 'em all down.
Said at Fire Base Green,
Lay Charlie clean,
Tonight we go,
We go to the Blue Sashes.
My Sarge got dusted off,
I tie on my blue cloth,
You know it's in my head,
It's in my head,
It's in my head.
At Fire Base Green,
Lay Charlie clean,
Tonight we go,
We go to the Blue Sashes.
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Writer: GRANT WALMSLEY, GREGORY ALLAN BRYCE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group


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