Woorden: Clutch. Blast Tyrant. Worm Drink.

I'll march no longer
I'll fight no more
You can send out all the track snivelers
But I'm done with war

Wind him up, bring him back
Conscript, deserter
The worm drink is loose
Wind him up, bring him back
Conscript, deserter
The proof is in the juice

University Boulevard
New Hampshire Avenue
Tick tock liquor
Thunder bird

And now that we have totally lost all composure
We will wither from exposure beneath the sun

Wind him up, bring him back
Conscript, deserter
The worm drink is loose
Wind him up, bring him back
Conscript, deserter
The proof is in the juice

If you see me at the bottom
Please bring me my running shoes
And if you see me getting caught up
Yeah, you know what to do

I'll march no longer
I'm done with war
Send out your snivelers
But I'll march no more

Wind him up, bring him back
Conscript, deserter
The worm drink is loose
Wind him up, bring him back
Conscript, deserter
The proof is in the juice