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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


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