Corps

Shooting the men
Shooting the deer
I know these kind of men come with no kind of fear
I know these types
I've seen them before
In the moral corps it's all in the core

Corps don't shoot my deer
Now tell him to backoff
Corps don't shoot my deer
Now their coming for me

Don't leave my deer alone
He's laying on the dirt surrounded by coal
So light your fire and take your spears
You're a men and and all the deer along with you

I know you love to think that you are right
I know you feel safe with the AK-47 in your left hand
Relax and take your finger off the trigger man

You could be sitting cozy with a nice little desk job
Sipping on your tea and eating biscuits
It could be so kind and comfy
But there's one thing that you're missing

Corps don't shoot my deer
Now tell him to backoff
Corps don't shoot my deer
Now their coming for me



Credits
Writer(s): Stanley Flint
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