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They took our dogtags, they had us grow our hair
They gave us student when we were over there
They us out of Hondo al este del Salvador
I guess call us Contras but no one calls much no more
There aint no fun in folk and I dont wanna do no more

My great great rode at Shiloh and Grandpa a tank
Daddy was air cavalry, choppers in Da Nang
I worked mostly clandestine, the branch I should not say
We played with better guns and I use the extra pay
Did Reagan give the Did cocaine pay the bill?
They said we's fightin' communists but it was kinda hard to
There no fun in killin folk and I dont wanna do no more

was before Blackhawks and RPGs were king
My buddy on the gun, he never felt a thing
When our Huey caught a rocket and the pilots killed
And it pitched us over on some Nicaraguan hill
My back like its broken, my legs I could not feel
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 up right from injuries sustained
Officially in Germany, while we trained
I all their faces, I dream about them still
I guess fightin communists but it was kinda hard to tell
There aint no fun in folk, and I dont wanna do no more

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