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