Lyrics:
I'm yo' smart book in tha live exercise begins
and when it get dark I'm noisy like discipline
twelve bravo run you out the foxhole
make it to tha bunker
a-headed for the South Pacific Stage
A boy from New Orleans
Frightened in the foxhole, the air raid siren screamed
Fleeing through the jungle in the glare
closed
Any time i say so
LATENITE stamped stationery
Come from payroll
I filled all the plot holes
Smoked em out the foxhole
Left me soul searching
200
the letterbox everyday
If he got the call up card
We'd hide in a foxhole in our backyard
I was in the call up too
Checking the letterbox, checking the letterbox
search for serenity
Walking through life with blinders
Is your claim to faith
Dreaming that fox-hole prayers
Can pull you from the gates of hell
See that
when you ain't got no hope
Most people find him when their at the end of a rope
Said the Christian to the atheist inside a foxhole
At least so I am told
on the nightly news
don't be gentle with the so-called gentlemen
in the foxhole of deceit we see an end
join the suspects
I'm a suspect
now you're a suspect too
yesterday
When inside a foxhole
You'd think that I'd confess
The truth deep down below
The layers of regret
The day I'd let you know
You'd put me in my
My words are filled in foxholes
Gestures, trenches filled with the dead
What of the wounded?
What of those left behind?
Send them wilted flowers
Everywhere I go
I’m catching my foot in a Foxhole you dug
And it’s twisting my ankle
I’m limping around like some victim you want
And I can’t let go
W/o
Dreamt I was a soldier in the night
Stuck down in a foxhole afraid to fight
Sirens and hot lead, one hit me in the head
But it's better then being
we are watching but soon we'll be fighting
And pulling you out of your foxhole
How dead inside do you have to be
To call these thoughts a vision
In
NAPALM SWEET NAPALM
Enemy hides under the surface
Infested foxholes and heavy trenches
Insidious plague, worth of demise
Purged by fire, dehumanized
from overseas I'm talkin Swenden Stockholm
Need to hit the plug need to get more stocks home
Ocean grown flavors got em sleepin in a foxhole
Shout out
Forced
To sit in this foxhole
Endless war means profit
So keep fighting boys
We can use scare tactics
To keep down the noise
Lets dehumanize the animals
a foxhole
Grave digging bust a Foxtrot
Pirouette on a lost soul
Sunday best tapping tacs rat a tat tat tat over crossroads
Love for this is unconditional
Charging them into the fray
Coward, terrorist threat, crawl out of your hole
It's time to man up and face the man
Foxhole, ambush, tripwire
Land mine, car
long john in that cum receptacle
I love feeling his mustache on my testicles
Yeah that Zack Fox bussy (Bussy)
I want foxhole don't want no pussy
Mmm
That ain’t the way we gonna do it no more
I wish you’d never come outta that foxhole
Thought we were rid of you back in ‘45
Your baby Jesus won’t save
a slave to my greed
Yeah we stuck doing rounds
Moving stock by the pound
Foxhole in the ground
Fucked soul hell bound
And my lucks running out
Trying
and cheered as I willingly died
Fought the prophet's war but you started getting bored
So you bent your knee to a foxhole god
Tried to find your place but you
the foxhole caved in
You say you're doing just fine, you're on the mend
But if I know one thing about fighting
It's never letting anybody know what you're
Gone for the Winter
Perked up on your wall
Found me on a Monday
Found me on a Monday
You fell in a foxhole
And it wasn't my fault
Got me on a Tuesday
People are landed fish, gather around
Rocks are sharks, it's cold outside
Demons come from their foxhole
And from Chain Bridge pulls me down
While
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