M4 Practice

There comes a time
 In every young boy's life
 When he takes it in his hand for the first time
 And holds it like a wife
 Up there on his bunk
 Full of dreams and fantasies
 I guess a boy can't help himself
 Doin' what comes naturally
 Practice everyday
 That what Master Sarge would say
 S-P-O-R-T is good enough for me
 If you've got what it takes
 You know what practice makes
 P-E-R-F-E-C-T
 Is good enough for me
 Easin' it squeezin' it
 For all he was worth
 Clear with it zero it
 Just wanna be first
 Practice every day
 That's what Master Sarge would say
 S-P-O-R-T only enough for me
 If you've got what it takes
 P-E-R-F-E-C-T
 Is good enough for me
 Sick of puttin' bullets in my gun
 Tired of blisters on my thumb
 It ain't a clip it's a magazine
 It's a rifle not a gun son
 Practice everyday
 That what Master Sarge would say
 S-P-O-R-T good enough for me
 If you've got what it takes
 You know what practice makes
 P-E-R-F-E-C-T
 Only good enough for me
 Practice.