March of the S. O. D. / Sargent D and the S. O. Uthless, viciousYou'll suffer the worseDeadly, maliciousStay out of this spaceHe'll rip your eyes outDon't look in my wayAnd won't you beat 'em? There's no time to prayHe'll rip your heart outYou'll eat your own lipsThen crack your elbowCrush your favorite tipsHe'll make you wish that you didn't exist'Cause sergeant D. Is coming and you're on his listDon't close the doorThere's a gun up your assDon't you dare tryThese bridges are deadDon't try trick himHe'll fill you with leadDon't beg for mercyHe'll piss on your headHe'll kill your sisterAnd mail bac kher titsHe'll beat you senselessThen bring out the whipsHe'll make you wish that you didn't exist'Cause sergeant D. Is coming and you're on his listHe'll pour gas on your kidsThen throw them a matchLike he's caught grandmaThen does her real goodTroopers Of DeathThere won't be a soundMovies with the fleshHe tried to shout outDead 'cause he's justifiedThe reasons are clearDon't worry, thanksIt's all that they hearThey'll make you wish that you didn't exist'Cause sergeant D. Is coming and you're on his list