Roger Wilco

Roger Wilco, it's okay
It's all yours, it's anything that you say, ooh
My company fell in, we were airborne again
The next thing we knew, you dropped like sticks in the wind, ooh

And I relinquish this mission, Sir, in the interest of my men
I do not expect to see my children again
You have your reinforcements and I take that as a sign
I'm walking back to Austin or at least die trying

MIA or KIA
It's up to you, it's not for me to say, ooh

While I may have mislead you, Sir, I did not do it with intent
But in the beginning, I believed that how [Incomprehensible]
Now I've seen your tactics and your fire in the hole
This entire operation is a misappropriation of my soul