🔞 ADULT: Id/swampy - Collection

Rolling through the fire with a tank at his side,
Papa Smoke’s the legend, can’t break his stride.
Grenades in his hand, got the battlefield shook,
When the clouds rise high, you know who cooked.

Papa Smoke! (yeah, he’s clearing the zone)
Papa Smoke! (never fights alone)
From the haze he’ll appear, with a grin on his face,
Drop the pin, let it spin, vanish without a trace.

Shades on his eyes, with a mustache bold,
Stories of his battles are forever retold.
Enemies scatter when the smoke rolls in,
'Cause Papa don’t lose—Papa only wins.

Papa Smoke! (yeah, he’s clearing the zone)
Papa Smoke! (never fights alone)
Through the storm, through the flame,
Everybody knows his name.

When the clouds start rising,
and the world turns gray,
Papa’s on the frontline,
paving the way.

Papa Smoke! (fill the air tonight)
Papa Smoke! (till the morning light)
He’s the myth, he’s the man,
with the tank and the plan—
Papa Smoke’s gonna take that stand.