There is nothing more pleasing

Than seeing a US Fighter Plane

Resting on a grass landing strip

I have killed six enemy soldiers

But some remain hidden

They are as guilty as the others

In a short while I will kill the guard

And fly into the blue oblivion

The only difference

Is that I will soon return

And attack the camp

No goons will be left alive

Later I will lead soldiers

Into the steamy jungle

So that we might retrieve

The remains of the lost pilots

And give them Christian burials

That is what makes the US great

As each soldier clearly knows

That God is on and at his side