There's a sound for which I yearn--
turbine's whirl & a rotor churn!
Collective up & stick on-foward,
flying aroun' like a little war lord;
Aye - Hch, Sixty - Four, Apache:
waitin' to ambush my enemy.
Shot a Hellfire into a tank;
every (new) kill increase my rank.
Realed a TOW into a truck;
Lots of pretty colors when it blew up!
Bullet the blue sky--keep them rippin'
--enemies fallin'--keep 'em trippen'--
(They) call me in when things get bad;
enemies' mom gets really sad.
Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust;
turn machinery into rust!
Aye - Hch, Sixty - Four, Apache:
waitin' to ambush my enemy.
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