I've mentioned Leslie Fish before,

specifically this song. Well, I still can't find a link to her singing it to pass along, but I did run across this one:


Hose-Down by Leslie Fish

Hey you cocky, khaki boys
Proud of all your combat toys.
D'ya think you can spray all your troubles away,
With a hose-down?

Fire that AR rock-n-roll.
When you add the final toll
You don't kill much but sleeves and brush,
When you hose-down.

One good sniper up a tree
can wipe out a whole company.
Because he'll take the time to aim,
While the hose-down boys just spray and pray.
*brada-brada-brada-brada*

When you go to spray and blast
You use up lots of ammo fast.
How much can you carry?
How long can you tarry,
When you hose-down?

One good well-aimed shotgun round
Can throw as much hot lead around
As the entire clip of an AR zip
When you hose-down.

The point of throwing lead around
Is to make the other guy keep down.
But wear good armor front and head:
You'll stand tall while they fall dead!

It aint' much sense and it ain't much class
To fill the air with smoke and brass.
Everyone can see just where you be,
When you hose-down.

Making lots of flame and noise
May be fun for hot-ass boys.
But you win the game by how well you aim,
Not hose-down.

Yes you win the game by how well you aim,
Not hose-down.