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They took away our dogtags, had us grow our hair
They gave us student visas when we over there
They staged us out of Hondo al del Salvador
I guess you'd call us Contras but no one much no more
There aint no fun in folk and I dont wanna do no more

My great great rode at Shiloh and Grandpa drove a
was air cavalry, flew choppers in Da Nang
I worked mostly clandestine, the branch I not say {CIA}
We played with better guns and I could use the pay
Did Reagan give the order? Did pay the bill?
They said we's fightin' but it was kinda hard to tell
There aint no fun in killin and I dont wanna do no more

This was before and RPGs were king
My on the door gun, he never felt a thing
our Huey caught a rocket and both the pilots killed
And it pitched us sideways on some Nicaraguan hill
My back felt like its broken, my legs I could not
I on shooting communists but it was kind of hard to tell
There aint no fun in killin folk and I aint gonna do no

I never did heal up right from injuries
Officially in Germany, officially while we
I remember all their faces, I dream about still
I we's fightin communists but it was kinda hard to tell
There aint no fun in killin folk, and I dont do no more

I speak the cold logistic that warriors so well
tango whiskey (Fck The World) & i'll see you in hell
A soldierly bravado, an unspeakable
That village, it was communist but it was kinda hard to
There aint no fun in killin folk and I dont do no more
Believe me, Ive done boys and I aint gonna do no more
But of course if they back me in the corner be dead before they hit the floor