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They wanted me to be like them:
respectable, hard-working,

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a little house, a family.
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They drove me crazy
with their goddamn world, Grandma.

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You know Mom.
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I guess I've always been
sheltered and special.

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I just wanna be anonymous
like everybody else,

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do my share for my country.
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Live up to what Grandpa did in the
first war, and Dad did in the second.

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Well, here I am, anonymous,
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with guys nobody really cares about.
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Most come from the end ofthe line,
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small towns you never heard of.
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Pulaski, Tennessee.
Brandon, Mississippi.

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Pork Bend, Utah.
Wampum, Pennsylvania.

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Two years' high school's about it.
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If they're lucky, ajob waiting for them
back in a factory. Most have got nothing.

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They're poor. They're the unwanted.
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Yet they're fighting
for our society and our freedom.

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It's weird, isn't it? At the bottom
of the barrel, and they know it.

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Maybe that's why
they call themselves 'grunts',

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cos a grunt can take it,
can take anything.

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They're the best I've ever seen,
Grandma. The heart and soul.

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Hey, Taylor...
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Hey... cheese-dick, you're up.
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- What?
- You're up.

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Sure you know how to work
the claymores, dude?

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I'm sure.
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Flick the safety off
and bang on that sucker three times.

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Three times. I got it.
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Don't catch any Zs on me, buddy,
or I'll sling your sorry ass. You hear me?

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OK.

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