Words and by John Kay, Michael Wilk and Rocket Ritchotte
He was barely a man that morning when he got on that In his some music and pictures of home A few days later he's lying in the jungle, beneath the rain Listening to songs of freedom, feeling scared and
Can anybody tell me why I'm here, where's the where's the reason It's all so crazy, it's madness over here, who are we fighting for The guys back home, they're feelin' no pain, yeah, living and lovin' we are flyin', dancin' and dyin' in this rock 'n roll war.
Everything looked the same that morning, he came home again In his baggage some medals and of war But he was different, changed forever and out of touch with Walking the streets of home, he lost and alone
Can tell me where I am, I feel like a stranger call me hero, some have called me names, some don't call anymore I it home, but I'm still in pain, I'm not livin' or lovin' For I'm still flyin', fightin' and in that Rock n' Roll war
Tell everybody I feelin' better, It's been slow but I'm Through mother earth and time, I don't hurt like before I a good woman, we have a son, he's our joy, our salvation May he never fly in, fight in or die in some 'n roll war Tell I'm doin' all right, yes, I'm livin' and lovin' For I'm done flyin', livin' and dyin' in that rock n' war.
Black Leather Music., (BMI), Michael John Music, (BMI), Attlebrat, (BMI)