Letra de Boot Camp (Live At Crosby Hall, Del Mar/1996)
I must obey the rules I must be tame and cool No staring at the clouds I must stay on the groundIn clusters of the mice The smoke is in our eyes Like babies on display Like Angels in a cageI must be pure and true I must contain my views There must be something else There must be something good far away I'm far away from hereFar away, I'm far away from here Far away, I'm far away from here Far away, I'm far away from here Lonely is the bird Boot camp