I¡¯ll march no longer
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I¡¯ll fight no more
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You can send out all the track snivelers,
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But I¡¯m done with war.
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Wind him up, bring him back
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Conscript, deserter.
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The Worm Drink is loose.
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Wind him up, bring him back
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Conscript, deserter.
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The proof is in the juice.
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University Boulevard.
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New Hampshire Avenue.
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Tick Tock Liquor.
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Thunderbird.
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And now that we have totally lost all composure,
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We will wither from exposure beneath the sun.
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Wind him up, bring him back
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Conscript, deserter.
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The Worm Drink is loose.
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Wind him up, bring him back
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Conscript, deserter.
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The proof is in the juice.
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If you see me at the bottom,
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Please bring me my running shoes.
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And if you see me getting caught up,
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Yeah, you know what to do.
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I¡¯ll march no longer
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I¡¯m done with war
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Send out your snivelers,
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But I¡¯ll march no more.
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Wind him up, bring him back
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Conscript, deserter.
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The Worm Drink is loose.
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Wind him up, bring him back
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Conscript, deserter.
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The proof is in the juice.
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Worm Drink
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Clutch |