Lyrics:

Lear jet S.W.A.T. team on a midnight run
With the M16 and the Ingram gun
We parachute in, we parachute out
'Death from above', we're screaming now

Where the pay is good and the risk is high
It's understood, we'll do or die
Sten gun in hand, where the gun is law
From Ovamboland to Nicaragua

Strength and muscle and jungle work
Strength and muscle and jungle work
Strength and muscle and jungle work
Strength and muscle and jungle work

Three young men in a Russian truck
With a little MAC-10 sent 'em running to the huts
These few young men, the few who dare
To battle in hell, Le Mercenaire!

Strength and muscle and jungle work
Strength and muscle and jungle work
Strength and muscle and jungle work
Strength and muscle and jungle work
Strength and muscle and jungle work
Strength and muscle and jungle work