Blue Boot
You may not like it
But punk, especially the hardcore variety
Does seems to be ruining his ugly head in parts of America
Hard to push forward
When your stuck on the ground
And you can never grow up
When you're always looking down
I'd rather be myself
But I just can't help
Living the dog life
Hanging on the wrong side
Barking at the wrong things
Always at the right time
If you're gonna be dumb
Then you gotta be tough
You wanna play with the boys
Then you better play rough
This is our game
These are our rules
Maybe this life
Isn't for you
On my hands and knees
Spitting insults through my teeth
Serves a reminder
Of the company I keep
First I put 'em on
Then pull 'em up
Next I lace 'em tight
Then I go to work
Nine to the front
Six to the rear
That's the way we
Do it round here
If you're gonna be dumb
Then you gotta be tough
You wanna play with the boys
Then you better play rough
This is our game
These are our rules
Maybe this life
Isn't for you
Three miles up
Three miles down
Three miles up
Three miles down
Blood upon the risers
Blood upon the grass
Blood always on our feet
Never on our ass
Get some (get some)
Hold some (hold some)
Get some (get some)
We can do it (we can do it)
To do ranger (ranger)
Hardcore (hardcore)
Moral (moral)
Motivated (motivated)
Dedicated (dedicated)
Every day (every day)
Never quit (never quit)
But punk, especially the hardcore variety
Does seems to be ruining his ugly head in parts of America
Hard to push forward
When your stuck on the ground
And you can never grow up
When you're always looking down
I'd rather be myself
But I just can't help
Living the dog life
Hanging on the wrong side
Barking at the wrong things
Always at the right time
If you're gonna be dumb
Then you gotta be tough
You wanna play with the boys
Then you better play rough
This is our game
These are our rules
Maybe this life
Isn't for you
On my hands and knees
Spitting insults through my teeth
Serves a reminder
Of the company I keep
First I put 'em on
Then pull 'em up
Next I lace 'em tight
Then I go to work
Nine to the front
Six to the rear
That's the way we
Do it round here
If you're gonna be dumb
Then you gotta be tough
You wanna play with the boys
Then you better play rough
This is our game
These are our rules
Maybe this life
Isn't for you
Three miles up
Three miles down
Three miles up
Three miles down
Blood upon the risers
Blood upon the grass
Blood always on our feet
Never on our ass
Get some (get some)
Hold some (hold some)
Get some (get some)
We can do it (we can do it)
To do ranger (ranger)
Hardcore (hardcore)
Moral (moral)
Motivated (motivated)
Dedicated (dedicated)
Every day (every day)
Never quit (never quit)
Credits
Writer(s): Conservative Military Image
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