Mr. Military man would you ever understand

The way the kids feel

When the kids peel in the yard

Mr. Military man would never understand

The way the kids feel

When the kids peel in the yard

Falling in the dark

Playing in the park

I wonder if you sit days alone

Asking your eyes if what they’ve seen are real

Have they seen what things are real?

They’re tired from torn up carcasses

And ladies you’ve left with unborn kids

With the disease and hate for every inch of what you are

Mr. Military man would never understand

The way the kids feel

When the kids peel in the yard

Mr. Military man would never understand

The way the kids feel

When the kids peel in the yard

Falling in the dark

Playing in the park

I wonder if you sit days alone

Asking your eyes if what they’ve seen are real

Have they seen what things are real?

They’re tired from torn up carcasses

And ladies you’ve left with unborn kids

With the disease and hate for every inch of what you are

Have you been sleeping well nights inside

Could have been better without your friends

Here with me in my house

We’re talking about what you were like

Before you went away and we all agree you’re better off

Staying away at least until you’re a hollow burned out

Shell of yourself, brain-dead from the bread inside

Then you can come out and see us

Then you can save whatever piece of love is left for you

But I honestly doubt there’s going to be anything more than

There is now. In time we’ll try to forget about it and maybe we will

And the only thing you have time for is us

The only thing you’re ever going to think about is us

And how they wouldn’t let you go to your father’s funeral

Or see your mother after he died. How could anyone believe

That you’re right? How could anyone believe what you say anymore?

Mr. Soldier. Mr. Military man. Mr. Soldier. Mr. Military man