Honor, code, loyalty
You can't handle the truth
Honor, code, loyalty [5x]
Honor, code, loyalty, loyalty
Honor, honor, code, code
You can't handle the truth
Honor, code, loyalty
You weep for Santiago and you curse the Marines
You have that luxury
You have the luxury of not knowing what I know
That Santiago's death, while tragic, probably saved lives
And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you
Saves lives
You don't want the truth because deep down in places
You don't talk about at parties
You want me on that wall
You need me on that wall
Under the blanket of the very freedom that I provide
And then questions the manner in which I provide it
I would rather you just said thank you
Did you order the Code Red?
You're Goddamn right I did!
I want the truth
I don't give a damn what you think you are entitled to
I want the truth
Honor, code, loyalty
I want the truth