BOVINE DECISIONS

Hey, we are engaged,

The front line’s hidden out by the grey mist

Hey hey, let’s make your space

Behind the good men lines

With some soft drinks

Hey, see the exhaust dawn,

‘cause we have gambled for you in this rainy day

Hey, hey, our feet are sunk

In sand that smells of ozone and corrupted flesh

The bullets blow, the cries are off and I’ve wet my shirt and my blood gets thicker

My heart is bigger than my defense

I’m only sure this is my last cycle

Hey, hey, hey just look at you boy

You’ve got your knuckles white, for gripping your rifle

Run, run, run, run and fight for

Our people, for blondes and forests and lakes

The bullets blow, the cries are off and I’ve wet my shorts and my blood gets thicker

My heart is bigger than my defense

I’m only sure this is my last cycle

I feel this is time to quit hamburgers

The grease on your face

Has called for me

But, man, all my time

Is not for him

Hey, see the exhaust dawn,

‘cause we have bet for you in this rainy day

Hey, hey, our feet are sunk

In sand that smells of ozone and corrupted flesh

The bullets blow, the cries are off and I’ve wet my shirt and my blood gets thicker

My heart is bigger than my defenses

I’m only sure this is my last cycle

I swear this is time to quit hamburgers

The grease on your face

Has called for me

But, man, all this time

Is not for him