"Born down in a dead miner's base
The first blue I took was in Bering Space.
End up like feedback that's been trolled too much
Till you spend half your roleplay just covering up
Born in the UPSA, I was born in the UPSA
I was born in the UPSA., born in the UPSA
Got in a little revolution jam
So they put a razor in my hand
Sent me off to a foreign land
To go and kill the Libertonian
Born in the UPSA., I was born in the UPSA.
Born in the UPSA., born in the UPSA.
Come back home to the refinery
Daumann said "son if it was up to me"
Went down to see my Alster man
He said "son, don't you understand"
I had a brother at Vierlande
Fighting off the Hessian
They're still there, he's all gone
He had a woman he loved in Vierlande
I got a picture of him in her arms now
Down in the shadow of the penitentiary
Out by the gas fires of the refinery
I'm ten years burning down the lane
Got a kaiser to elect and crime to reign
Born in the UPSA., I was born in the UPSA.
Born in the UPSA., I'm a fast turret steerer in the UPSA.
Born in the UPSA., born in the UPSA.
Born in the UPSA., I'm a duel nova bomber in the UPSA..."