[Mad We act on animal of the primitive Invade your camp, set up a perimeter the prisoner, ransack your residence Order from the President to this evidence Company commander, is my version of capital Punishment scars carving out shards of shrapnel Attacking with passion, the movement of murderous In hand to hand combat or atomic bombs that Let me reiterate, in a of neurosis A license to kill, plus an with explosives Assult forces, feel the shock Section eight sounds great, give me a block As sure as hells hot, I'd go there Crouched down, jungle fatigue, guerrilla On watch, think about the bullets I've Light a smoke and it up for the night in camoflage
"Military Minded"
I make my face stick paint stick Todays the of the infected insect Bees, butterflies, beetles, and panzer There's danger of ganzes(???) in roaming in my We hate all, that's why we made the eight ball The milk and water tastes like typhoid and Sleep deprivation, carpet bombing ride to my gas mask, walking down the thin red line You're currently in to NBC The only channel you get is from my M-16 Unlace my boots and place my I'm more of mosquitoes than I am of the paratroops I'm in the shitbox, reading Alfred Five minutes later I'm out my snot box I see the witch doc, he says it's grains from airplanes, sprayed with anthrax Operation Peking, the ground back It's in brown rats And in the toilet paper in your ruck sack Agent N, X, before fade to black
"Military Minded"