Luyện nghe bài hát Camoflage

[Mad
We act on instinct
of the primitive
Invade your camp, set up a perimeter
Interrogate the prisoner, ransack your
from the President to document this evidence
Company commander, this is my of capital
Punishment from carving out shards of shrapnel
Attacking with passion, the of murderous intimate
In to hand combat or atomic bombs that disintegrate
Let me reiterate, in a state of
A to kill, plus an expert with explosives
Assult forces, feel the shell
Section eight sounds great, give me a cell
As sure as hot, I'd rather go there
Crouched down, jungle fatigue, guerrilla
On watch, think about the bullets I've
Light a smoke and post it up for the night in

"Military Minded"

I make my face with paint stick
Todays the dawn of the 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 tastes like typhoid and protocall
Sleep deprivation, magic bombing ride
Talking to my gas mask, walking down the thin red
You're tuned in to NBC
The only that you get is from my M-16
Unlace my boots and place my
I'm terrified of mosquitoes than I am of the paratroops
I'm in the shitbox, reading Alfred
Five minutes I'm bleeding out my snot box
I see the witch doc, he says it's rice
Dropped from airplanes, sprayed with
Operation Peking, take the back
It's in brown rats
And in the toilet issued in your ruck sack
Agent N, X, before fade to black

"Military Minded"