Lyrics:
Captain Von Ondine is your next patrol
A flight of English bombers across the canal
After twelve they'll all be here
I think you know the job
They
Captain Von Ondine, here's your next patrol
A flight of English bombers across the canal
After twelve, they'll all be here
I think you know the job
Captain Von Ondine, here's your next patrol
A flight of English bombers across the canal
After twelve, they'll all be here
I think you know the job
Others fill the dance halls
Or dine out at the Ritz
Routine dusk patrols were carried out
Around the coastlines before blackout
The radar stations
sons
And so as I patrol in the valley of the shadow of the tricolour
I must fear evil, for I am but mortal and mortals can only die
Asking questions,
sons. Forgotten sons. Forgotten sons.
And so I patrol in the valley of the shadow of the Tricolor.
I must fear evil, for I am but mortal,
a bomber in the world a piranha
NARCs bustin caps through your goose-down bomber
The Kay Creo, ridin patrol, artillery, feel me?
Fuck it, I'm all
Fuck I.C.E
They don't fuck with me
Riding down the street
Screaming fuck the police
Fuck BP (Border Patrol)
They don't hesitate
Fuck the Texas
closed
Widen your distribution of nitrogen, swing nightsticks on patrol
The Bad Lieutenant, digital chaos out of control
Deep in a swampland,
Death helds out his bony hand
Don't fight back, you'll be a goner
We die for our flag, flag of honor
Incoming fast the bomber plane
You smell your
Noah's ark
I'm staying on my toes you'll get tore apart
A military tank up against a patrol car
Flow nutritious they like he dropping granola bars
I'm in
Kendrick said, I'm a sinner, B
With a litany of artillery
And the killers with me is jittery
Or what, you throwing hands dog?
Yall know I'm on paw patrol
All
Bloody drama
Trying to be a mama when your kids get
Slaughtered in pyjamas over commas
Bloody bombers
Dropping hellish problems
On these peaceful
of the border patrol
But you made it, you're another one over
Sleeping on a bench in a railway station
In the heart of Europe
Haven't eaten anything for two days
And understand my plan is
To prosper till deceased
And let my bank account increase
Until it over flows in pathfinder jeeps
Organized and blunt patrol
And never
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