Besedila: The Offspring. Out On Patrol.

Look at my soldier boy now
With that big gun in your little hand
As you patrol this foreign land
Hear the mine that clicks beneath your feet

Now do you see the light
Fading while your world is crumbling
Out on patrol
And all you can do is sit and stare
What revelation have you now
What culmination to your speck of life
Your moment in time

As you sit here all alone
Will your buddies come and save your life
But as the enemy appears
See your life flash before your eyes