Stick Like Glue

[Verse 1]
I don’t know but I been told
(squad:) I DON’T KNOW BUT I BEEN TOLD
Fire in the jungle burns real cold
(squad:) FIRE IN THE JUNGLE BURNS REAL COLD
Wind may blow and rain may pour
(squad:) WIND MAY BLOW AND RAIN MAY POUR
Heat still crawlin’ from the forest floor
(squad:) HEAT STILL CRAWLIN’ FROM THE FOREST FLOOR
[Chorus]
Napalm
Napalm
Stick like glue
(squad:) NAPALM
NAPALM
STICK LIKE GLUE
You run fast
It run too
(squad:) YOU RUN FAST
IT RUN TOO
Napalm
Napalm
Mean and cruel
(squad:) NAPALM
NAPALM
MEAN AND CRUEL
Burn your boots and burn right through
(squad:) BURN YOUR BOOTS AND BURN RIGHT THROUGH
[Verse 2]
Left
Right
Left through mud and smoke
(squad:) LEFT
RIGHT
LEFT THROUGH MUD AND SMOKE
Sweat and dust in every stroke
(squad:) SWEAT AND DUST IN EVERY STROKE
Pack is heavy
Sky ain’t blue
(squad:) PACK IS HEAVY
SKY AIN’T BLUE
Dreams still smell that sticky fuel
(squad:) DREAMS STILL SMELL THAT STICKY FUEL
[Chorus]
Napalm
Napalm
Stick like glue
(squad:) NAPALM
NAPALM
STICK LIKE GLUE
You run fast
It run too
(squad:) YOU RUN FAST
IT RUN TOO
Napalm
Napalm
Mean and cruel
(squad:) NAPALM
NAPALM
MEAN AND CRUEL
Burn your boots and burn right through
(squad:) BURN YOUR BOOTS AND BURN RIGHT THROUGH

Gruff male vocals in tight call-and-response cadence style, dry marching snare and stomping boots as the main rhythm. Verses stay clipped and percussive with hard consonants; group shouts answer each leader line. Energy builds each round with louder responses and layered gang vocals, ending on a sharp, shouted final hook.