Stone Concrete Malformation

If the tough guys call you chicken shit

And you are scared to death

If you are so lonely that

You cant even see yourself in the mirror



Whered you find so many friends and become

As man as man can be

There is just one right answer - Join the army!

They know how to cure your king

No more you feel ill

"Search and destory" thats the spirit

All that moves you kill



Think about the great feling when a

Concrete face general yells at you

Yes sit! May I lick your boots or

Do your highness use dry cleaning

When you play war he can play god and

Let repressed feelings out

Feel the satisfaction of that crooked

Speech disordered soul



[Leads: Roope, Roope & Jiri, Jiri]



Isnt it fun to cherish a big gun!

Reminds you about someting you have small

Eating corn flakes every morning

Makes you strong and grow so tall



If you wanna be a good boy

You will kill enough

You got yourself a piece of iron

Reputation youre tough



That goes on in your mind

No decisions for you to make

Youre not here to serve your native country

Just one pervert fruit cake


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