Line of Death by The Jazz Butcher Lyrics

It's a man's life living in West Virginia
It can take a chisel and stick it in ya
They say they grow the world's finest tobaccos
I say they're wacko - totally mad!
He had a no-good job, he had this Vietnamese wife
He had the law in his yard, he lived this trailer-camp life
He re-invented himself, he had the Lord on his side
He re-invented himself, he took himself for a ride

Life in the navy suites a man fine!
Life in the navy - gonna make the world mine
Life in the navy the American way:
Life in the navy blowing arabs away

Chorus:
Hold on sailor, sit down sailor - don't waste your breath!
Hup! Two! Three! Four!
Floating on a boat along the line of death

The Libyan genie grants your every wish:
He's waiting for you - with the fish!
Plays the mad dog in the T.V. drama
Likes to wear a uniform like the dalai lama
Life in the navy can make you go blind
Life in the navy for a nation of swine
You should have seen for yourself, given gum to the kids:
He don't feel proud anymore about the things that he did

Chorus

Things move quicker and your blood runs thick along the line of death