



Engineer is here, press for cheer

Less repeats, 'cause speak streaks beats-beats your ear

Fear not: Here's the D. I'm supposed to bolster

Sentry spots a demo who's >this close< to coastin' over

Dudes at my gear constantly, no respect

So I aim at their rear and bludgeon three times to check

Quit your muhhubbin' bitchin' because FF's off

Don't want to get spy checked? Then best get stepped off

CTF <-TF2's map rotation's hated hurdle

I'm the one hurt by the jabs when y'all call me a "turtle"

Can't handle an SG in the def' den?

Then you better learn how to shoot, or press F10

Heavy needs life support; I build him a dispenser

My propensity for defense: I render it intenser

I'm not even sure if that's a word, but I eclipse

The shit dished out by English nerds who majored in Lit

And if you major in "Leet"? You're a major cliché

Even as a joke it's obsolete, enragingly lame

Texan in a hard hat; I play the guitar

Not over voice chat, though, 'cause I'm not a retard

Filthy soldier critical missiling at my turret

But crits do shit to buildings so that's where I'd prefer it

And should his barrage overcome the gun I'm wrenchin' here

Then I'll charge at him, at once, shotgun, VENGINEER

Impending medic attack? Ubered invading pyro?

Knockback'll send 'em packin' over the grain silo

I'm embedded too well, in my citadel I taunt it

Until I'm ejected by a bullshitical rocket