ENGINEERS ARE YOUR FRIEND: A Team Fortress 2 Song [by Random Encounters] (feat. Kevin Clark)

ENGINEERS ARE YOUR FRIEND: A Team Fortress 2 Song [by Random Encounters] (feat. Kevin Clark) with tags team fortress 2, tf2, engineer, random encounters, music, song, game, nerdcore, re, gwen pinkerton, nathan morse, aj pinkerton

CAST:

ENGINEER (Kevin Clark)

PYRO (Chris Stringer)

MEDIC (AJ Pinkerton)

HEAVY (Nathan Morse)

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LYRICS:

I was guardin’ the point at some dusty old joint-

My trusty Dispenser nearby.

But along came a rocket when I couldn’t block it,

and I knew that Soldier must die.

So I gave his big noggin’ a serious floggin,

then put a round in his rear end!

And now he’s digestin’ without his intestines,

cause Engineers weren’t his friend.

The wrench is his scythe! He’s a herald of doom!

The Gorge is a grave and the 2Fort’s a tomb.

It’s too late to duck if you heard it go boom,

but Engineers are your friend.

I had me a chum who would chug too much rum,

Then go blow the place up, as kids do.

But I realized one night as he vanished from sight

that ol’ Tavish was workin’ for BLU.

When I saw I’d been tricked, I was pretty dang ticked,

and my fists, well, they started to clench.

And he screamed and he bled when I took off his head

with the business end of this here wrench.

The blood runs like rivers when I come around~

I’ll blow you to slivers all over the ground!

We’ll bash you and beat you until we de-feet you,

but Engineers are your friend.

Her name was Katrina, and if she had seen ya,

you would prob’bly be dead in a box.

She was little and cute, but hot dog, she could shoot

like a drop-dead’n, three-legged fox!

She died from a sapper, but I couldn’t scrap her,

so Trina got made a new twin.

And her new baby sister, she miserably missed her,

but never missed no one again.

And I’d smile and strum on my blood-stained guitar

while no-scoping scumbags both near and afar-

We’ll blow all your brains out, whoever you are!

Me and all of my friends…

So don’t be afraid to come sit by my fire,

and toast up a wiener or two…

But if you double cross me, then things will get saucy

and I’ll blow a big hole straight through you.

We’ll massacre Medics and skin every Scout!

We’ll hang every Heavy and gouge their eyes out!

I’d kill this whole crew, but it ain’t wearing blue…

Oh, Engineers are your friend!