Hit The Beach

Sixth of June, 1944
We're off the coast, we're off the shore
Of Normandy
We're gonna hit the beach
Men and machines, and ships of war
Hoping to blast our way through the door
To liberty...
Allied victory

La da da da, la da de D-Day
La da da da, la da de D-Day
Hit the beach! Hit the beach! Hit the beach!
Oh oh, hit the beach! I hit the beach! Hit the beach!

The men around me are men I know
Got their stomachs in their throats
But they don't let it show
No, no, no!
I got my carbine, I got my bayonet
I got my hand grenades and my steel helmet
And a picture of my girl
And a picture of my girl

La da da da, la da de D-Day
La da da da, la da de D-Day
Hit the beach! Ah, hit the beach! Hit the beach!
Oh oh, hit the beach! I hit the beach! Hit the beach!

And now we're going in
Don't wanna get blown away
Don't wanna die...
It's too late now, the ramp goes down
No turning back, we're going in...!

All around me I see death and destruction, and the sea is red with blood
Pushing through the waves, through the blinding smoke, God it's raining steel....
Soldier in front of me is terrified, he doesn't wanna die - I don't wanna die!
And three seconds later shrapnel wipes off his face and it goes floating by...

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh, hit the beach!
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh, hit the beach!

There are bodies, and there are bullets
And they're exploding into little bits
But I made it, oh God I made it
I hit the beach
I hit the beach