Lyrics:
We got a file on you
We got a file on you
We got a file on you
We got a file on you
Ahhhhhahhh
We got a file on you
We got a file on you
We
at you all I see is
You're waiting for something
Single file
You're a murder mile
You idiot kid
Your arm's got a death in it
If you're
a question rather droll
For to march and drill
Over field and hill
Is a military goal
Is a military goal
By the ranks or single file
Over every jungle
and hill
Is a military goal!
Is a military goal!
Hup 2, 3, 4
Dress it up 2, 3, 4
Hup 2, 3, 4
Dress it up 2, 3, 4
By the ranks or single file
Over
gonna file my claim
I've struck a real bonanza and he's rough and rash
But what he's got, I'm ready to tame
He's worth a fancy fortune but it's not
Gonorrhea, gorgonzola
Gonorrhea, gorgonzola
Single files of clean feedings
I can't see your soul, soul through your eyes
The crying walls of sliding
two, three, four
by the ranks or single file
over every jungle mile
oh we stamp and crush
through the underbrush
[Junior:]in the miritally style
in
gonna file me under love, love!
Not a man, not a single man!
There ain't a man alive who wouldn't trade his gold,
For what it takes to stay in
gonna file my claim
I've struck a real bonanza and he's rough and rash
But what he's got, I'm ready to tame
He's worth a fancy fortune but it's not
jawed
And the jaw is still amazing
Lines outside, single file formation
But nothing like the Carter
We are no relation
Hot penetration, you misbehave
I
By the ranks or single file
Over ev'ry jungle mile
Oh, we stamp and crush
Through the underbrush
In a military style
In a military style
Hup
heart
And all too soon, you're touching for the last time
No one has to tell you how it is
It's just a memory two people share
File it under foreign
Once in a while maybe you will feel the urge
To break international copyright law
By downloading MP3's from file sharing sites
Like Morpheus
and debate
Out single file, nine in a row, swear if you must
Keeping your boots on, float with the now, hot to the touch
Concrete underground, cast out
A picture postcard
A folded stub
A program of the play
File away your photographs
Of your holiday
And your mementos
Will turn to dust
But
gonna file my claim
I've struck a real bonanza and he's rough and rash
But what he's got, I'm ready to tame
He's worth a fancy fortune but it's not
old line
Why so sad, my fine young friend
Why so blue?
We, we carriage horses stand in single file
Someone at a crowded bus stop wears a friendly
heart, I got blood, feel pain
Fall in those single file lines
Like army ants
Yeah, fall into those single file lines
And complete the plan
You
to be able just to pay the price
The price it took to set him free
I never heard a single "thank you" at all
You'd think by now I could see
All
wallet, legal paperwork
First three, out of the tank!
Line up, single file on the bench, let's go!
Open your mouths, stick out your tongue
Alright,
heart, I got blood, feel pain
Fall in those single file lines
Like army ants
Yeah, fall into those single file lines
And complete the plan
You
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