Lyrics:
Their faces turning red
The sergeant looked them over and this is what he said:
This is the army, Mister Jones
No private rooms or telephones
You
at attention,
Their faces turning red.
The sergeant looked them over and this is what he said:
This is the army, Mister Jones.
No private rooms
at attention,
Their faces turning red.
The sergeant looked them over and this is what he said:
This is the army, Mister Jones.
No private rooms
turning red
The sergeant looked us over and
This is what he said:
This is the Army, Mister Jones
No private rooms or telephones
You had your breakfast in
turning red
The sergeant looked us over and this is what he said:
This is the Army, Mister Jones
No private rooms or telephones
You had your breakfast
the bullets graze against my skin
This world's a war zone
And I've got a shield
And I won't surrender
'Cause your love feels
Like an army of angels
Like
The Army this, the Army that
Is all we heard from where we sat
Now how about a cheer for the Navy?
The Army's great, the Army's tough
But don't
Their faces turning red
The sergeant looked them over and this is what he said:
This is the army, Mister Jones
No private rooms or telephones
You
at attention,
Their faces turning red.
The sergeant looked them over and this is what he said:
This is the army, Mister Jones.
No private rooms
march
There is an army that is marching onto victory
The Captain is a man from Galilee
They've all been saved and their souls set free
By the blood
got no...roots rock rebel
Dress back jump back this is a bluebeat attack
'cause it won't get you anywhere
Fooling with your guns
The British Army
Interrupting all programs
This is radio clash from pirate satellite
Orbiting your living room,
Cashing in the bill of rights
Cuban army
wrote it from the heart
I'm not sure how to end it
I wonder where have you been?
Will I see you again
I give the globe another spin
All this time
now is like watching a fish on dry land.
I only wish you could see me down in the islands, mister that's my home.
What a fool I was to leave the only
a soldier, in the army, of Uncle Jam
Come on and work out in that foxhole.
Ain't no need to get dirty, but you can get down
This is the army with
march)
There is an army that is marching onto victory the Captain is a man from Galilee
They've all been saved and their souls set free by the blood
need a watch, the time is now or never
Tell my niggas love, I die behind this shit
A nigga counting money, you niggas counterfeit
Real nigga nigga,
This is the gallant crew that rolled the big super fort
Which carried the first atomic bomb to Japan
Piloted by Colonel Paul Tibbets Jr. of Miami
of the powerful
I hunger for it
It just keeps me alive
I met the dragon
In a cave by the mountain
Now I bring the evidence
The beast is alive
This
they refuse
To worship our idols and gods
My name is Hannah, my first born son
Now stands before this king
Guilty of keeping the Sabbath laws
By
shelter to the homeless
Giving hope to those without
Isn't that what this land all about
One by one
From the mountains to the see
Point's of light
this is Dow Jones
80 cal chrome, needed time alone to zone
The mack left his iPhone and his nine at home
My queen used her milkshake to bring ya'll
Let these words be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that being said,
focus is unrestrained
My army is trained, you never find us beefin' in vain
Cause I've seen fire and I've seen rain
You claim fame, while modest niggas
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