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