Woorden: Ten Foot Pole. Bad Mother Trucker. Fall In Line.

shine your boots
so you can march across the desert
lift your knees look sharp as a knife
youll learn to
like it
youll be all that you can be
no one can stop our way of life

[Chorus]
fall in line
no back talk do what we told you
step in time
learn to show your pride

turn the wrench
vuild more trucks than your neighbor
only work gives the
right to live
feeling righteous
defending gods own country
and wish you had more lives to give

[Chorus]

the empire calls
for you to make a sacrifice and fall in line

rows and rows of cars
rows and rows of credit card loans
rows and rows of bars
rows and rows of bones