Lorch-Miller

Heavy swallow but theres still no comment
Hut 1, 2, salute you
Wait for a cadence that seems just familiar to walk to
Wicked spells that they put you under
Bet both hands you'll follow
Pack an extra face to save and pledge allegiance to behave
Give the monkeys the time to jabber
Now that sounds appealing
The speech that cattle like to hear has less to do with pride than fear
Make way for the new battalion
March right, left, or skipping
The uniforms I think you'll find were torn and burned just left behind