I was years old and wanting to fight I found what I looked for, in bars at night I took on the big guys, the small ones as They were all tough, as far as I tell Now fighting brought as it always does people note, when the blood starts to spill The police came and warned me what comes When a straightforward fight turns into a
An angry young man, of my country I up with the army and trained how not to be told me I'd fight to keep us all free So that we'd have to "bend the knee" trained me in weapons, unarmed combat too On how to use explosives and they could do And how to take behind rocks and trees They me to find bombs and those I E D's
So step up to the plate boys, start the flag We'll be all draped with when it's all in the bag Think of the glory, this conflict bring A few away, then we can all sing
On my very first mission, I was told to I took lead position when searching for The blast threw me up feet in the air I couldn't feel my they were no longer there My right arm was shattered my fingers gone I had two ears but now only one I thought I was dying, I couldn't a thing I wasn't thinking of the medals and dressed up with bling
Now all I can do is sit on the floor and what it all had been for my comrades call from time to time I can see their when they're thinking of mine They wouldn't trade places, no what for They each have memories, of that terrible war My days over, no more blood and guts So I'll settle right down in my rut
I stepped up to the plate and I waved the flag But I'm not draped in and it's not in the bag I thought of the glory the would bring No legs, no fingers and in no mood to
style/ time; Things soon will be in Afghanistan are ongoing with the Taliban We fought against for twelve long hard years But all we was billions of tears Mothers sons and fathers lost child got rich, there were deals on the side Where's the next country start a new war Let's hope not yours