
RED: A Team Fortress 2 Song Random Encounters (Ft. AJ Pinkerton, Ben Paddon, Nathan Hall & Nathan Morse)
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[Chorus 1: Soldier, Demoman and Both]
Well, I can build booms bigger
I can bomb BLU better
I'm a butt-ton RED'r than you!
Well, I'm a true bar-setter
Blastin' BLU dudes deader
I've been bred for RED since age two!
Sure you're a green go-getter
I'm a mean Mann-Shredder!
There's no RED'r meat in our crew!
Nobody's so big a threat or
Always one step ahead-er!
That's the breaks: I'm RED'r than you!
[Verse 1: Soldier and Demoman]
Listen, lad, I like you
So I won't bloody fight you
But I'm king of things that go BOOM!
Sure you're a man in uniform
It hasn't helped how you perform
Go blow your army arse right back inside the respawn room!
When I was pushing payloads, you were crappin' in your kilt
You couldn't rocket jump across the seas of blood I've spilt!
Yer bum is out the window, ya old peely-wally fart
You're out there hawkin' rockets! I make bloody works of art!
Well, I can build booms bigger
I can bomb BLU better
I'm a butt-ton RED'r than you!
Well, I'm a true bar-setter
Blastin' BLU dudes deader
I've been bred for RED since age two!
Sure you're a green go-getter
I'm a mean Mann-Shredder!
There's no RED'r meat in our crew!
Nobody's so big a threat or
Always one step ahead-er!
That's the breaks: I'm RED'r than you!
[Verse 1: Soldier and Demoman]
Listen, lad, I like you
So I won't bloody fight you
But I'm king of things that go BOOM!
Sure you're a man in uniform
It hasn't helped how you perform
Go blow your army arse right back inside the respawn room!
When I was pushing payloads, you were crappin' in your kilt
You couldn't rocket jump across the seas of blood I've spilt!
Yer bum is out the window, ya old peely-wally fart
You're out there hawkin' rockets! I make bloody works of art!
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