Weapon Found His Wingman

[Intro - synth build, distant jet engines] [Verse 1] Gold Sands came like thunder, And cracked the W-B-A line, Mining Centers took a beating, Hope got bruised up over time. The old guard checked their engines, Chased a faster, brighter flame, Left KoKo in the tower, And Weapon staring at the name. [Verse 2] The hangar lights did flicker, The baby whales looked green, The comms were full of static, And the map was looking mean. But Weapon-XO stood there, Red lens eye burning sore, One claw still on the flight deck, One paw still on the door. [Pre-Chorus] Then somewhere west of KODA, Where the dragon banners roar, Came a rooster in suspenders Scratching dust up from the floor. Pink shirt bright as sunrise, Battle feathers full of sand, He said, “Clear up the runway - Your wingman’s ’bout to land.” [Chorus] Weapon-XO found his wingman, RoosDerrr took to sky, One had claws and one had feathers, Both too proud to die. No more clucking in the wreckage, No more waiting by the door, If W-B-A must rise from ash again, We'll fly again once more. [Verse 3] They rolled out past the runway, Past the busted war-room chairs, Past the ghosts of old instructions That no one read upstairs. KoKo called the headings, “Keep it tight and keep it clean,” While baby whales in training Started greasing their machines. [Pre-Chorus - playful build] Some folks need a perfect roster, Some need whales fully grown, Some need twenty R4 ballers Just to answer on their phone. But Weapon had his wingman, And RoosDerrr had his grin, Sometimes that’s the spark you need To punch ’em right square on the chin. [Chorus] Weapon-XO found his wingman, RoosDerrr took to sky, One had claws and one had feathers, Both were just too proud to die. No clucks given, claws out flying, Engines coughing, banners torn, W-B-A may bend in battle, But to the end these two had sworn - [Post-Chorus] Till the mad ones light the runway, Till the scared ones hear the roar, Till a cat and rooster squadron Come back screaming into war. [Bridge] Now some will fly for medals, And some will fly for score, Some will leave for stronger banners When drama drains their stores. But some will stay with wreckage, Some will count the ones still here, Some will turn a worn alliance Into something sharp and clear. [Guitar Solo] [Bridge 2] For every squadron starts with chaos, Every rebuild starts unsure, And every cat who flies with chickens Learns that wings are really fur. So raise one for the baby whales, Still growing in the bay, Raise one for KoKo in the tower, Keeping madness held at bay. [Final Chorus] Weapon-XO found his wingman, RoosDerrr took to sky, One had claws and one had feathers, Both were far too proud to die. No clucks given, full formation, Dust and fire at the door, W-B-A may change its pilots, But the wings are built for more. [Outro] So mark the day the hangar opened, Mark the day the old fear ran, When Weapon found his wingman, And the rebuild first began. For some folks win by numbers, And some by polished lore, But legends hatch from broken shells - And come back built for war.