R.E.M.F.

Obey the order
Charge into the breach
Battalions take up the fight
While fat ass bureaucrats far out of reach
Watch via satellite
Power politics while thousands of klicks
From the front lines
Brave men at arms
Take the bull by the horns
Winning, their bottom line.

Cannon fire makes the skies glow
Brass and lead make the cash flow
Bleed and die, why, we don't know
On behalf of all these
Rear Echelon MotherFuckers.

Quell the storm
And ride the thunder
Fighting across the divide
In the name of all the lies and the blunders
Of men not qualified
We know ballistics
And they know statistics
Acceptable death rates
But if gunfire were near
Would they volunteer?
Bullets don't discriminate.

Cannon fire makes the skies glow
Brass and lead make the cash flow
Bleed and die, why, they don't know
On behalf of all these
On behalf of all these
On behalf of all these
Rear Echelon
MotherFuckers.