Somewhere in the steam
of that victory march that rolls
round my head, I've found the secret and
I'm earning a smile the longer I keep.
Somewhere in that steam
a rolling victory march fills
everyone's chest with rhythm and a secret
and they're earning a smile
the longer they keep.
Black boots in my mind make me feel all right inside
and I know that If my mind and my mouth don't coincide
I'll never make it out of town alive.
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