soundgarden
boot camp
Must obey the rules I must be tame and cool No staring at the clouds I must stay on the ground In clusters of the mice The smoke is in our eyes Like babies on display Like Angels in a cage I must be pure and true I must contain my views There must be something else There must be something good far away Far away from here  Far away, far away from here Far away, far away from here Far away, I'm far away from here And I'll be here for good For good