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Jackboot Camp

Hurts like a jackboot heel
Booting us off Brokeback Mountain
With all our paraphernalia.

Bring the jackboot concubine
Around just one more time
What use are jackboots
Unless you’re in your prime

A canker on the tree of life
An eye for a life
Drum me out with the pipe and fife

Bury me
In my jackboots and finest veil
Stick some gum on the bum of my coffin
Too young to die, too old to fail

‘These jackboots
Have seen better days me lad
But I’ll give you 10 nicker for them’
Ran the Cash Converters ad

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