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So Much For Going Home (the sweet smell of extension)
Well we were fairly close
Only days to go
Maybe a couple of weeks
By April Eighteenth
Our promised return
Vanished in one unnoticed blink
Today seventy hajjis
Died in my own little town of Baghdad
So why do we have to stay
It’s not like that news is all that bad…
Fuck them
Just let them all fight it out and die
If the terrorists kill each other
That’ll be less to kill for you and I
And if we do have to kill a few
Just remember,
THIS IS A FUCKING WAR!!!
Not a political game of grab ass
Like Vietnam
“The hearts and minds ARE NOT what it’s for…”
We saw a threat and we attacked
So now we help support the wretched
Don’t bitch you worthless fuckers
Just so you know we can always turn our backs…
And leave you with all the rest of the dead…
Now take this as a warning
My trigger finger is feeling rather itchy
From morning to morning
I’ll be damned if this is the last place I ever see
If as much as a dog barks at me
I’ll be more then ready
To unload thirty rounds right into its head
If you even look at me funny
I’ll be more then happy
To make sure I’m the one still breathing
By the way that means you’re dead…
I’ve done it more then once
And if need be I’ll do many times again
I’ve seen the last breaths of my soldiers
And as much as I miss them
I’m in no great hurry to join them
Not just yet anyhow
I have more lives left to save
But the ones I’ve left behind
Will haunt me unto my everlasting grave
Ask me who I blame
I blame you
You ignorant people
I blame you
You want to live in this shit hole
I blame you
For every life we’ve lost
And every misstep we’ve had to overcome
The reason I have my job
The reason right now that I’m not home
I blame you, fuck this place, and lastly FUCK YOU!!!
