Lyrics:
That’s way bad mind coward dem afraid
Remember me living like a soldier in the barracks
Kick me and kick whole a dem like karate
Black man president
Call
evoking for some change like Barrack Obama
I'm in the cut, with some Indica
Blitzing up I'm listening to that Indicud
From the middle but my spirit started
from Ojo Barracks de Iyana-Iba oh
Kowope, I dey tamo korope
As the first born of the house, my mama gats dey on fresh
I be trench kid, omo adugbo
I
Movement of the People
Them waka waka waka
Young African Pioneers
Them waka waka waka
We go Obalende
We go Dodan barracks
We reach them gate o
We put
My name is Joe Roberts, I work for the state
I'm a sergeant out of Perrineville, barracks number eight
I always done an honest job, as honest as I
My name is Joe Roberts, I work for the state
I'm a sergeant out of Perrineville, barracks number eight
I always done an honest job, as honest as I
My name is Joe Roberts I work for the State
I'm a sergeant out on Perenville, barracks No. 8
I've always done an honest job, honest as I could
Outside the barracks, by the corner light
I'll always stand and wait for you at night
We will create a world for two
I'll wait for you the whole
Outside the barracks
By the corner light
I always stand and wait for you at night
We will create a world for two
I'll wait for you, the whole
or telephones.
You had your breakfast in bed before
But you won't have it there any more.
This is the army, Mister Green.
We like the barracks nice
Outside the barracks, by the corner light
I'll always stand and wait for you at night
We will create a world for two
I'll wait for you the whole
had your breakfast in bed before
But you won't have it there any more
This is the army, Mister Green
We like the barracks nice and clean
You had
know or is it
Immaterial girl?'
Now she's pinned up upon the barracks wall in her home town
All the soldiers taking turns with their attentions
DC like go barrack
Girl drunk it like a Fiji and she blowed my socks
Every night she coming through for me to fuck that
Found out she had a man I holla
You test me, know you're testin' my aim
I drop them bombs all in your barrack
Barack callin' my name
I just grabbed a new Benz
Took them stocks off
in bed before
But you won't have it there any more
This is the Army, Mister Green
We like the barracks nice and clean
You had a housemaid
Saddam
I'm bringing the drama, Like Barrack Obama
Playing Rock 'Em Sock 'Em robots with the Octomama
I'm vato loco, homie, I'll cock those llamas for
Barrack Street I lost me wife
And I'm glad I ne'er did find her
In Mary's Lane I dyed old clothes
Of which I've often boasted
And later in Exchequer Street
bed before
But you won't have it there any more
This is the Army, Mister Green
We like the barracks nice and clean
You had a housemaid to clean your
down
Yes, horse's heads up hung in the trees after
the bird had flown
Did you wonder of my whereabouts as the
barrack-room was blown
Did
as the
barrack-room was blown
Did anybody call my name?
Stalin Malone
In a room called creation, where you all obey
my laws
Where Seconal is gravity
worry, about what you see, it will pass
Days turn to nights, nights turn to years
Years turn to, "How the fuck we make it in here?"
My barracks
traveling the globe now, working on my politics
Running for head of the state on my barrack
cut your fucking head on the plate on barrack
every first I murder
por
Make I chop life on a low sh'omo
O por o por o por o por
Make I chop life on a low sh'omo
Soldier go soldier come barracks no dey empty
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