I was eighteen years old and to fight I found what I looked for, in late at night I took on the big guys, the ones as well They all tough, as far as I could tell Now brought trouble as it always does people take note, when the blood starts to The police around and warned me what comes When a straightforward fight turns into a
An angry man, proud of my country I up with the army and trained how not to be They me I'd fight to keep us all free So that we'd never to "bend the knee" trained me in weapons, unarmed combat too On how to use and what they could do And how to take cover behind rocks and They taught me to find bombs and I E D's
So step up to the plate boys, start waving the We'll be all draped with medals it's all in the bag Think of the glory, this conflict bring A few months away, then we can all
On my very first mission, I was to unwind I took lead position when searching for The blast threw me up twenty in the air I couldn't feel my they were no longer there My right arm was shattered my fingers gone I once had two ears but now one I thought I was dying, I couldn't a thing I wasn't thinking of the medals and being up with bling
Now all I can do is sit here on the and wonder it all had been for my call around from time to time I can see their when they're thinking of mine They wouldn't trade places, no what for each have their memories, of that terrible war My fighting days over, no more and guts So settle right down in my terrible rut
I stepped up to the boys and I waved the flag But I'm not draped in and it's not in the bag I thought of the the conflict would bring No legs, no fingers and in no mood to
style/ time; Things soon be over in Afghanistan Talks are with the Taliban We fought against for twelve long hard years But all we produced was of tears Mothers lost sons and lost child business got rich, there deals on the side Where's the next country start a new war Let's it's not yours