A picture painted brown
Only one color needed
That picture makes me frown
In the desert overheated

There's many lost, but tell me who has won?

Remember your location
Getting lost means death
For the enemy is close
so close you can smell their breath

There's many lost, but tell me who has won?

The enemy never sleeps
Over a hill they lie and wait
Waiting for you to take the bait
so no one makes a peep

There's many lost, but tell me who has won?

Thousands of casualties
Bodies falling like leaves from trees
Not much we can do
Once a car bomb hits us too.

There's many lost, but tell me who has won?

The life of a gunner
days are never easy
on the back of a truck
wounded and queasy.

There's many lost, but tell me who has won?