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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Rörland
Chris Rörland
Guitar
Hannes Van Dahl
Hannes Van Dahl
Drums
Joakim Brodén
Joakim Brodén
Keyboards
Pär Sundström
Pär Sundström
Bass
Thobbe Englund
Thobbe Englund
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stan Ridgway
Stan Ridgway
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jonas Kjellgren
Jonas Kjellgren
Mastering Engineer
Peter Tägtgren
Peter Tägtgren
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I was a PFC on a search patrol
Huntin' Charlie down
It was the jungle wars of '65
My weapon jammed and I got stuck
Way out all alone
I could hear the enemy movin' close outside
[Verse 2]
Just then, I heard a twig snap
And I grabbed my empty gun
And I dug in, scared, while I counted down my fate
And then a big marine
With a pair of friendly eyes
Appeared there at my shoulder and said, "Wait"
If Charlie wants to tangle
Now he'll have two to dodge
I said, "Well, thanks a lot"
I told him my name and asked him his
[Verse 3]
And he said
The boys just call me Camouflage
[Verse 4]
Whoa, Camouflage
Things are never quite the way they seem
Whoa, Camouflage
I was awfully glad to see this big marine
[Verse 5]
Well, we fought all night, side by side
Took our battle stance
And I wondered how the bullets missed this man
'Cause they seemed to go right through him
Just as if he wasn't there
And in the mornin', we both took a chance and ran
[Verse 6]
And it was near the riverbank
When the ambush came
And I thought this was the end, and we were had
Then a bullet with my name on
Came on buzzin' through a bush
And the big marine, he just swat it with his hand
[Verse 7]
Just like it was a fly
[Verse 8]
Whoa, Camouflage
Things are never quite the way they seem
Whoa, Camouflage
I was awfully glad to see this big marine
[Verse 9]
When he led me out of danger
I saw my camp and waved goodbye
He just winked at me from the jungle, then he was gone
And when I got back to my HQ
I told 'em 'bout my night
And the battle I'd spent with a big marine named Camouflage
[Verse 10]
When I said his name, a soldier gulped
And a medic took my arm
And led me to a green tent on the right
He said, "You may be telling the truth, boy
But this here is Camouflage
And he's been right here since he passed away last night
But before he went, he said Semper Fi
And said his only wish
Was to save a young Marine caught in a mirage
[Verse 11]
So here, take his dog tag, son
I know he'd want you to have it now"
[Verse 12]
Whoa, Camouflage
Things are never quite the way they seem
Whoa, Camouflage
I was awfully glad to see this big marine
[Verse 13]
Whoa, Camouflage
Things are never quite the way they seem
Whoa, Camouflage
This was an awfully big marine
Whoa, Camouflage
Things are never quite the way they seem
Whoa, Camouflage
This was an awfully big marine
Written by: Stan Ridgway
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