As I was going sniping o'er the two fort water
A scout had come a stealing, and my satchel he was holdin',
I first produced my pistol, and then produced my kukri.
Saying stand and deliver or I'll send you to your maker.
Chorus:
I gathered up the intel, and it made a pretty story.
I put it in my satchel and I took it to the engi.
He said and he swore, that he'd keep it with his sentry,
but the devil take the fomen, for the win is never easy
I went to his dispenser, all for to take a healer,
I dreamt of scopes and lasers and for sure it was no wonder.
But the spy planted charges and disappeared like drying water,
I called out to the heavy to be ready for the slaughter.
I lined up my laser on his back as he did travel
The team was all around me and as the bullet left the barrel.
A grenade sent him flying and he landed in the water,
But I couldn't shoot the water so I lost the god forsaken.
If anyone can aid me, it's my brother who's a soldier,
If I can find his station down in Egypt or Black Mesa.
And if he'll come and save me, we'll go fighting with Edge Gamers,
And I swear he'll treat me better than the one who killed my engi.
Now some men take delight in the drinking and the roving,
But others take delight in the gambling and the smoking.
But I take delight in the scope that brings me nearer,
With the red dot of my laser that will send them to their maker.
[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TehFZ38kt6o"]Thin-Lizzie[/ame]
[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OIh3nO6-V_A&feature=related"]Metallica[/ame]
A scout had come a stealing, and my satchel he was holdin',
I first produced my pistol, and then produced my kukri.
Saying stand and deliver or I'll send you to your maker.
Chorus:
musha ring dumma do damma da
wait for the E G O
wait for the E G O
there's Jarate in the jar-o
wait for the E G O
wait for the E G O
there's Jarate in the jar-o
I gathered up the intel, and it made a pretty story.
I put it in my satchel and I took it to the engi.
He said and he swore, that he'd keep it with his sentry,
but the devil take the fomen, for the win is never easy
I went to his dispenser, all for to take a healer,
I dreamt of scopes and lasers and for sure it was no wonder.
But the spy planted charges and disappeared like drying water,
I called out to the heavy to be ready for the slaughter.
I lined up my laser on his back as he did travel
The team was all around me and as the bullet left the barrel.
A grenade sent him flying and he landed in the water,
But I couldn't shoot the water so I lost the god forsaken.
If anyone can aid me, it's my brother who's a soldier,
If I can find his station down in Egypt or Black Mesa.
And if he'll come and save me, we'll go fighting with Edge Gamers,
And I swear he'll treat me better than the one who killed my engi.
Now some men take delight in the drinking and the roving,
But others take delight in the gambling and the smoking.
But I take delight in the scope that brings me nearer,
With the red dot of my laser that will send them to their maker.
[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TehFZ38kt6o"]Thin-Lizzie[/ame]
[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OIh3nO6-V_A&feature=related"]Metallica[/ame]
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