Boot Camp Lyrics

I must obey the rules I must be tame and cool No staring at the clouds I must stay on the ground
In clusters of the mice The smoke is in our eyes Like babies on display Like Angels in a cage
I must be pure and true I must contain my views There must be something else There must be something good far away I'm far away from here
Far away, I'm far away from here Far away, I'm far away from here Far away, I'm far away from here Lonely is the bird Boot camp