Boots on the Ground

[Verse 1]

Big legs dangle from a helicopter hole

Big chug rhythm, gotta be now ho!

Brown, mean and young, dumb and full of cum

What can you use a Marine for?

[Chorus]

This is a fucking ass machine gun war

With your boots on the ground, boots on the ground

Boots on the ground, boots on the ground

We trim your hedges, we fight your wars

Wait in the trenches and we're fucked 'til we're sore

With boots on the ground, boots on the ground

[Verse 2]

Born shiny bullets in an army of ants

Blow that horn, we sleep in our pants

Big titties, big titties

Well we holler and we burn down cities

[Chorus]

Boots on the ground, boots on the ground

Shootin' up the town by stayin' in the holе 'til Jimmy Hoffa is found

With my boots on the ground

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 3]

Well, something goеs tink when the cartridge is spent

Where do you think all your cartilage went?

Boots on the ground, boots on the ground

Now who the hell are these federal pricks?

Hiding in the Senate like a bloated-ass tick

Air-conditioned fuckstick loafers

Sittin' in a room full of army posters

A coal to a diamond, a vote into law

They campaign up all the blood they can draw

Mold your world, a soldier's just clay

How much does every soldier weigh?

Cut you at the ankles and they throw that ass away

Boots on the ground

[Instrumental Break]

[Outro]

Cold and hot as Satan's hoof

Spinning on the world, I'm hiding on a roof

I kill a brown man I never ass knew

Choked on spit and then he turned blue

He spouted black blood, he rolled Fin out

He died right there, I got the pearl from his snout

A puff of gray smoke, the tongue of a cloud

He rotted in the sand and all that they found was his boots on the ground

Boots on the ground, boots on the ground

All that they found was his boots on the ground, boots on the ground