Why walk… when you can drop a latte from 30,000 feet? The ultimate Air Force vs. Army roast anthem. Brace yourself, Army — the Air Force is here to drop bombs (and punchlines). This song is for every flyboy who knows the only thing tougher than combat… is pronouncing three-syllable words for your Army buddies.

Why walk… when you can drop a latte from 30,000 feet?

The ultimate Air Force vs. Army roast anthem.

Brace yourself, Army — the Air Force is here to drop bombs (and punchlines). This song is for every flyboy who knows the only thing tougher than combat… is pronouncing three-syllable words for your Army buddies.

(Verse 1)
We were one big team in World War Two,
But in ‘47 we said, “Peace, we’re through!”
Now we’re chillin’ in the Air Force, ridin’ high,
While the Army’s still marchin’ — wonderin’ why.

Army says: “Fight! Kill! Eat! Sleep!”
We say: “Coordinate, evacuate, and then we debrief.”
You’re in mud with a tank, we’re in jets with a view,
Sorry, Army — we outgrew you!

(Chorus)
Fly boys, high noise, latte in the cockpit,
Army’s on the ground just yellin’ “ROGER THAT!” quick.
Boot camp tan, while we’re chillin’ in the shade,
Army says “Hooah,” we say “Upgrade!”
We got acronyms you can’t even spell,
You got one-word grunts — oh, isn’t that swell?
Fly boys, top choice, ownin’ the sky,
Army’s on the ground just wonderin’ why!

(Verse 2)
You’re humpin’ with a ruck, we’re cruisin’ in a C-17,
You’ve got boots on the ground, we’ve got chairs with a screen.
Army’s got a tank — big metal box,
We’ve got a B-2 stealth that don’t show up on the clocks.

Army says: “War! Gun! Boom! Go!”
We’re like: “Coordinate precision in the combat zone.”
You’ve got dirt in your teeth, we’ve got mints in our pack,
Army, we salute you — from 30 miles back!

(Bridge)
Army’s in the barracks, ironin’ socks,
We’re on the flightline, TikTokin’ our walks.
Army’s diggin’ trenches, swingin’ a spoon,
We’re in the officer’s lounge, watchin’ cartoons!

(Final Chorus)
Fly boys, high noise, latte in the cockpit,
Army’s on the ground just yellin’ “ROGER THAT!” quick.
Boot camp tan, while we’re chillin’ in the shade,
Army says “Hooah,” we say “Upgrade!”
We got acronyms you can’t even spell,
You got one-word grunts — oh, isn’t that swell?
Fly boys, top choice, ownin’ the sky,
Army’s on the ground just wonderin’ why!

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