Army Songtext
von Immaculate Machine

Turn off your radio
′Cause it means nothing to me anymore
There's a silk-screen press
In the basement and an old guitar
I′ve got a good idea
You think we're gonna give in
Well we're not

Gonna join your army
We′re gonna start our own
And we′ll fight until we win or lose it

We know something's wrong
′84 And '99 to 1
We know something′s wrong
'Cause real punks don′t go to hair salons
Try to turn the counter-culture into a fashion market
You think we're scared
Well we're not


Gonna join your army
We′re gonna start our own
And we′ll take power with our music
(Uh, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh)
No we're not gonna join your army
We′re gonna start our own
And we'll fight until we win or lose it
(Uh, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh)

We′re not gonna join your army
We're not gonna join your army
We′re not gonna join your army
We're not gonna join your army

Turn off your radio
'Cause it means nothing to me anymore
We′ll take the unmarked roads
And communicate in secret codes
That you may never understand
We said we wouldn′t give in
And we're not

Gonna join your army
We′re gonna start our own
And we'll take power with our music
(Uh, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh)
No we′re not gonna join your army
We're gonna start our own
And we′ll fight until we win or lose it
(Uh, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh)