
Careers In Combat Songtext
There are no more summer lifeguard jobs.
There are no more art museums to guard.
The lab is out of white lab coats,
Cause there are no more slides and microscopes.
But there are still careers in combat, my son.
There are still careers in combat, my son.
There are no more roles on TV shows,
There are no road-cone dispensing jobs.
There are no spots left for park ranger
But there are still careers in combat, my son.
There are still careers in combat, my son.
Cause there are no bears left to save you from,
There are no more art museums to guard.
The lab is out of white lab coats,
Cause there are no more slides and microscopes.
But there are still careers in combat, my son.
There are still careers in combat, my son.
There are no more roles on TV shows,
There are no road-cone dispensing jobs.
There are no spots left for park ranger
But there are still careers in combat, my son.
There are still careers in combat, my son.
SAVAGE, ANDREW CHRISTOPHER / BROWN, AUSTIN / SAVAGE, MAX / YEATON, SEAN
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