Luyện nghe bài hát Camoflage

[Mad
We act on instinct
of the primitive
Invade your camp, then set up a
the prisoner, ransack your residence
Order from the to document this evidence
Company commander, is my version of capital
Punishment scars from carving out shards of
Attacking passion, the movement of murderous intimate
In hand to hand combat or atomic bombs disintegrate
Let me reiterate, in a of neurosis
A license to kill, plus an expert with
Assult forces, the shell shock
Section eight great, give me a cell block
As sure as hells hot, I'd rather go
Crouched down, fatigue, guerrilla warfare
On watch, think about the bullets dodged
Light a smoke and post it up for the night in

"Military Minded"

I make my stick with paint stick
Todays the of the infected insect
Bees, butterflies, beetles, and dragons
There's danger of ganzes(???) in in my squadron
We them all, that's why we made the eight ball
The milk and water tastes typhoid and protocall
Sleep deprivation, magic carpet ride
Talking to my gas mask, walking down the thin red
You're currently in to NBC
The only channel that you get is my M-16
Unlace my boots and my troops
I'm more terrified of mosquitoes than I am of the
I'm in the shitbox, reading Alfred
Five minutes I'm bleeding out my snot box
I see the witch doc, he it's rice grains
Dropped from airplanes, sprayed with
Operation Peking, take the back
It's found in brown
And in the toilet paper issued in your ruck
Agent N, Agent X, before to black

"Military Minded"