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

My great great rode at Shiloh and Grandpa a tank
Daddy was air cavalry, flew in Da Nang
I mostly clandestine, the branch I should not say {CIA}
We played better guns and I could use the extra pay
Did Reagan the order? 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

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

I did heal up right from injuries sustained
Officially in Germany, while we trained
I all their faces, I dream about them still
I guess we's fightin communists but it was kinda hard to
There aint no fun in killin folk, and I dont do no more

I speak the cold logistic warriors speak so well
Foxtrot tango whiskey (Fck The World) & 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 folk and I dont wanna 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 they hit the floor