Luyện nghe bài hát Camouflage

[Mad
We act on instinct
Survival of the
Invade camp, then set up a perimeter
Interrogate the prisoner, ransack your
Order from the President to this evidence
Company commander, this is my of capital
scars from carving out shards of shrapnel
Attacking with passion, the movement of murderous
In hand to combat or atomic bombs that disintegrate
Let me reiterate, in a state of
A license to kill, plus an 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 in camoflage

["Military Minded"

I make my stick with paint stick
the dawn of the infected insect
Bees, butterflies, beetles, and panzer
danger of ganzes (??) in roaming in my squadron
We hate them all, that's why we made the eight
The milk and tastes like typhoid and protocall
deprivation, magic carpet bombing ride
Talking to my gas mask, walking the thin red line
You're currently in to NBC
The channel that you get is from 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, Alfred Hitchcock
Five minutes later I'm out my snot box
I see the witch doc, he it's rice grains
Dropped airplanes, sprayed with anthrax
Operation Peking, take the ground
It's in brown rats
And in t