All right you slimy civilians ... Out of those racks
Up on your feet Hit the deck Shine your boots Off to chow Gut in , chest out PT drop to your knees Maggott , now Head like a ripe peach and bright as a nuclear glow scared half to death and my mind if just about to blow
About face
Thrashing of you life takes place They say for your own good Di laughs and winks his eye I`d waste him if I could Looking back to see the harm In the papers that I designed Ninety days of blazing hell and four more years behind Sorry now I didn`t hear what My friends had to say Now I‘m a paid lunatic And U.S. all the way
Front and center private Don`t look me straight into the eye Forget your mom and your dad `Cause you`re mine till you die
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