Little M1

(Tune: Little Deuce Coupe)

Little M1, you don't know what I've got

Well I'm not bragging man so don't put me down

But I've got the baddest set of treads in town

When something comes up to me it can't even try

Cause if it gets within two miles she's gonna make it fry

She's my little M1, you don't know what I've got

Yeah, my M1 weighs about 70 tons

With a hundred twenty millimeter smooth bore gun

A 50 cal machinegun and two seven six twos

And she'll make a Russian-made tank yesterday's news

She's my little M1, you don't know what I've got

She's got a 1500 horsepower turbine engine

And her armour is depleted uranium

For air support we got Apaches overhead

There's lots more things, but they're classified buddy

She comes into the battle 'gainst Republican Guard

And she blows their turrets off like she's flipping a card

With her thermal imaging for the gunners's sight

She can take out a target whether day or night

She's my little M1, you don't know what I've got

March 29, 2003

Lyrics by Bill Griffin