Sarge's Blues

Well, I got the Blues
In a headlock
I got the Blues
In my shotgun sight
Well, I got the Blues
They can’t get away
Gonna make those dirty Blues say their last goodnight
Then they’ll be taking a dirt nap
Well, I got the Blues
They’re a bunch of dirtbags
I got the Blues
But I got good aim
Well, I got the Blues
They won’t leave me alone
Got a shotgun shell for each one with their name
I might’ve misspelled Caboose
Yeehaw!
Down home, Lopez
Hop in the jeep
Put the pedal to the metal
And we’ll tear across the canyon
While I’m yelling like a rebel
We may not have a tank
But you can take it to the bank
That I’m the soldier of this boulder
I’ve got the highest rank
And I intend to use it
I hereby order you to boogie
Not you, Donut, nobody wants to see that
I got the Blues
Right where I want them
I got the Blues
But I got Grif, too
(Orange-bellied bastard)
I got the Blues
Stuck in this canyon so long
That sometimes I don’t know just what to do
Oh wait, yes I do; Shoot them!
Heheh, Blues, you just got Sarge’d