| It is 70 pounds in tension the second the string is stretched
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| In plant is rapid death, caliber 30−06
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| Four-wheel drive and weapon rack, carcasses as luggage
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| Me and my brothers fit best
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| In camouflage!
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| You see us as a lower caste, which does not fit
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| With high volume, in mossy oak and tattooed leather
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| What about your drive, someone 'fashion vernissage
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| After all, survival is best done
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| In camouflage!
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| I live life as it should, in camouflage
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| I make the metal as I do, in camouflage
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| You see my body the day I die, in camouflage
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| The only color I live for
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| Is camouflage!
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| As you see us, we see you and we've seen enough
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| Of expensive useless garments that can not stand our forest
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| In our eyes, you look like an entourage of crows
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| Me and my brothers we thrive best
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| In camouflage!
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| I live life as it should, in camouflage
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| I make the metal as I do, in camouflage
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| You see my body the day I die, in camouflage
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| The only color I live for
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| Is camouflage!
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| When I am forced to walk among all the anguish of concrete
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| Out of sheer instinct, I pay a visit to the premises
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| Then my operations are hindered by an authority's page
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| Which means that there is no room for camouflage
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| There I am forced to argue with constantly harsh words
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| That for the hunter there are prey, everywhere on our earth
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| Inside, the ladies linger with deep cleavage
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| And hunting is undoubtedly the best thing for a man
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| In camouflage!
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| I live life as it should, in camouflage
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| I make the metal as I do, in camouflage
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| You see my body the day I die, in camouflage
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| The only color I live for
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| Is camouflage! |