「歌曲」Superman-U.S. Drill Sergeant Field Recordings

I am a U.S. Drill Sergeant, and I'm here to make you strong,
You think you're tough, but you've got it all wrong.
Drop and give me twenty, move on the double,
In this man's army, you'll learn to handle trouble.

You call yourself a soldier, but you ain't seen the fight,
I'll turn your sorry self into a machine of might.
No whining, no quitting, just follow my command,
You'll be a killing machine by the time you leave this land.

Hooah! Hooah! You hear that sound?
That's the sound of your weakness hitting the ground.
Pick it up, soldier, wipe that sweat from your brow,
You're gonna thank me later, but you don't know it now.

I've seen 'em come and go, with their city-boy pride,
But by the end of basic, they've got nothing left to hide.
You'll march till your feet bleed, you'll climb every wall,
And when you think you're done, I'll make you give your all.

So stand up straight, chest out, and look me in the eye,
This is the U.S. Army, where the weak learn to fly.
I'm your drill sergeant, your mentor, your fear,
And by the time I'm through, you'll be a soldier, sincere.

Hooah! Hooah! You hear that call?
That's the sound of your spirit standing tall.
Now get on your feet and move, move, move,
In this army, there's nothing left to prove.