I was eighteen years old and wanting to I found what I looked for, in bars late at 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 take note, when the blood starts to The police came and warned me what comes a straightforward fight turns into a kill
An young man, proud of my country I joined up with the and trained how not to be told me I'd fight to keep 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 could do And how to take cover rocks and trees They taught me to bombs and those I E D's
So step up to the boys, start waving the flag We'll be all draped medals when it's all in the bag Think of the glory, this conflict bring A few months away, we can all sing
On my very first mission, I was told to I lead position when searching for mines The blast me up twenty feet in the air I feel my feet 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 hear a I wasn't thinking of the medals and being up with bling
Now all I can do is sit here on the and wonder what it all had for my call around from time to time I can see their discomfort when they're of mine They wouldn't trade places, no matter for They each have their memories, of terrible war My fighting days over, no blood and guts So I'll right down in my terrible rut
I stepped up to the plate and I waved the flag But I'm not draped in medals and not in the bag I thought of the glory the conflict bring No legs, no fingers and in no to sing
Change style/ soon will be over in Afghanistan Talks are with the Taliban We fought against them for long hard years But all we produced was billions of Mothers lost sons and fathers lost business got rich, there were deals on the Where's the next country start a new war Let's hope not yours