Call your friends and bring a gun The halo revolution's on Capping flags and arming bombs Yes, we don't blink until we're done
Bring...a...drink or three prepare for war The night could last 4 hours or more Saddle up and pick your team Obliterate your enemies
The true elite Melee and snipe While the jerks; they hog the rocks Continually blowing off ones socks Killtactular Is screamed at me Followed by "noob" and other obscenities I haven't done a thing to deserve these things
While blue team frags from up above The chief sweeps in and takes the flag Jacks a ghost and so it goes Defeat is imminent for red
Time...flies...by the time we realize That hours have passed. it's 3am HALO 3 has pwned us all Like every time and time again
In the end We close our eyes We put to sleep our one track minds Destroyer of our productive lives. In the end We live to dream The only MC in our lives Lives in a tube screen by our bed side
Kill your friends Kill your friends Kill your friends