Paroles de Afghan glory

John Nesbitt & Sid Preston

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I was eighteen years old and wanting to fight
I found what i looked for, in bars late at night
I took on the big guys, the small ones as well
They were all tough, as far as i could tell
Now fighting brought trouble as it always does
People take note, when the blood starts to spill
The police came around and warned me what comes
When a straightforward fight turns into a kill

An angry young man, proud of my country
I joined up with the army and trained how not to be
They told me i'd fight to keep us all free
So that we'd never have to "bend the knee"
They trained me in weapons, unarmed combat too
On how to use explosives and what they could do
And how to take cover behind rocks and trees
They taught me to find bombs and those i e d's

Chorus;
So step up to the plate boys, start waving the flag
We'll be all draped with medals when it's all in the bag
Think of the glory, this conflict will bring
A few months away, then we can all sing

On my very first mission, i was told to unwind
I took lead position when searching for mines
The blast threw me up twenty feet in the air
I couldn't feel my feet they were no longer there
My right arm was shattered my left fingers gone
I once had two ears but now only one
I thought i was dying, i couldn't hear a thing
I wasn't thinking of the medals and being dressed up with bling

Now all i can do is sit here on the floor
And wonder what it all had been for
My comrades call around from time to time
I can see their discomfort when they're thinking of mine
They wouldn't trade places, no matter what for
They each have their memories, of that terrible war
My fighting days over, no more blood and guts
So i'll settle right down in my terrible rut

I stepped up to the plate boys and i waved the flag
But i'm not draped in medals and it's not in the bag
I thought of the glory the conflict would bring
No legs, no fingers and in no mood to sing

Change style/ time;
Things soon will be over in afghanistan
Talks are ongoing with the taliban
We fought against them for twelve long hard years
But all we produced was billions of tears
Mothers lost sons and fathers lost child
Business got rich, there were deals on the side
Where's the next country they'll start a new war
Pakistan?
Korea?
Let's hope it's not yours