Baptized By Fire

First day in combat

It’s a mortar attack

Small arms fire and RPGs

We don’t want none of that

Grab your rifle and move out

There’s a job to do

Where is hell Doc at

We got wounded too

Not prepared for what he’ll see

His body already on the scene

His consciousness suspended in time

Baptized by fire on the front line

Three am on a Friday

And were moving out

How many times we been shot at

Or blown up

It doesn’t matter anyway

We got a job to do

Doc is getting tired

He needs some time to regroup

Not prepared for what he’ll see

His body already on the scene

His consciousness suspended in time

Baptized by fire on the front line

He treats the wounded through the night

To keep his soldiers in the fight

It’s all so surreal in his mind

Baptized by fire on the front line

Four pm on a Wednesday

And we’re at it again

I E Ds and E F Ps

Mortar and Rocket attacks

It’s organized chaos

Still got a job to do

Doc is still tired

He's getting pissed off

Not prepared for what he’ll see

His body already on the scene

His consciousness suspended in time

Baptized by fire on the front line

He treats the wounded through the night

To keep his soldiers in the fight

It’s all so surreal in his mind

Baptized by fire on the front line