Joan Of Arc

"Platoon, file in.

Come on, you knuckleheads.

Move it, move it, move it!"



Moss in the mornin' let's you in

Is it a field day make me sin

It's only warm might let you stay

Moss in the mornin' might be way



Chase

Learn-ed

Finely

Earn your ray

Might be bey

Lucky day

Now



How could you ever moss it down

Extra ordin is not my sound

She better hope, that you better mind

Mix me over my left be wide