[Intro] Yeah, sure. No, go ahead. Take the radar. I only live back here. [Verse 1] I’ve got two green screens and a migraine glow, Twenty-four ghosts in the midnight show, Tid’s painted up like a war-room wall, But the front seat hero wants to “try one small call.” I’m sorting angels, closure, hot and cold, Building you a picture out of Navy gold, Then I hear that click and my soul goes numb— Here comes Pilot Lock-On, here comes Captain Thumb. [Pre-Chorus] I had the sweep set clean, had the range gates tight, Had the Phoenixes dreaming of a hundred-mile fight, But you saw one speck near the canopy boe, And said, “Don’t worry, bro, I’ve got it now.” [Chorus] You can use the radar if you want to, You can leave your Rio behind, ’Cause your Rio don’t steer And if he don’t steer, Then he’s clearly losing his mind. You can use the radar if you want to, Punch PLM and call it fine, But if that lock goes dumb And the bandit gets some, Don’t ask what happened to nine. [Verse 2] I was working Pulse-Doppler, keeping notches in mind, Had the Mainlobe Clutter Filter walking the line, Had a guy at forty-five looking spicy and mean, Then you stuffed our nose into a visual-screen dream. “Just let me PAL him,” yeah, famous last words, Now the scope’s full of seagulls, ghosts, and birds, You’re pulling seven G while I’m eating my knees, Trying to make the augg 9 do tricks and say please. [Pre-Chorus] You want Vertical Scan? Brother, that’s cute, Five miles of panic in a Navy flight suit, I had a whole intercept, timeline, and plan, But you saw the merge and became The Radar Man. [Chorus] You can use the radar if you want to, You can leave your Rio behind, ’Cause your Rio don’t steer And if he don’t steer, Then he’s clearly losing his mind. You can use the radar if you want to, Take the stick and take the shine, But when you’re nose-high, slow, With no tally, no flow, I’ll be back here drinking brine. [Bridge] Oh, you want boresight? Beautiful. Inspired. Historic. Why would we use the trained intercept officer When the throttle has a button on it? Oh, you want VSL high? Fantastic. Majestic. Naval aviation. I love watching the antenna scan the heavens The Mig went right under the nose at now our six o’clock station. [Verse 3] I can see his aspect, I can see his speed, I can tell you right now what the timeline needs, I can sort the raid, I can call the crank, I can keep us alive while you’re fighting the bank. But no, by all means, front seat king, Make the radar dance like a wedding ring, If the lock breaks loose and the missile goes wide, I’ll just sit back here and enjoy the ride. [Chorus] You can use the radar if you want to, You can leave your Rio behind, ’Cause your Rio don’t steer And if he don’t steer, Then he’s clearly losing his mind. You can use the radar if you want to, Mash the switch and call it divine, But if the scope turns gray And the bandit slips away, That court-martial’s mostly mine. [Breakdown] Use the radar, use the radar, Use the radar, big guy. Use the radar, use the radar, I’ll just sit here and cry. Use the radar, use the radar, No, really, I insist. Use the radar, use the radar, You’re the reason checklists exist. [Final Chorus] You can use the radar if you want to, You can leave your Rio behind, But the backseat knows Where the picture goes, And the front seat’s chasing a shine. You can use the radar if you want to, Take my sweep and take my pride, But when the furball’s a mess And you need one less guess, Guess who’s still alive in the backseat, denied? [Outro] No, no, you did great. Really. That was almost a lock. Very tactical. Next time I’ll just bring a harmonica. [Outro]
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