SMH City

cordially excited for the draft to fucking happen

its self-sabotage to be amongst all men

think fast, think straight, got to be irrate

sign all the papers and hop off my friend

you're forgiven by god

you will never be cut off

keep your posture

together or you will be torn down

gotta smile to hide your queer frown

time to get ready, you gotta wash your hair

you got lipstick in your pocket, and your skin is completely bare

walk straight down the hall, no more drinks, sober call

in these barracks, there are different kinds of shots

don't give up on this yet

looking down on you, you cannot get upset

the brain is the worst kind of cell

in this free ground that we can call hell