Anybody ever know What you've seen and where you've been

Anyone out there hear the sound of the funeral drum ?

Beating in your head / making you numb ? / FlashBack Weekend

They're comin' home so fast /Firing from the past

Can anybody see who hides beneath this skin

You're loosing everything your wife your friends and your kin

Even this funny hummm/ is ringin' in your shins it's a flashback

They're comin' home so fast tearin' through your past

You gotta lock them 

Away all these flashbacks

Nobody will never know what goes on at war

If you could only write the musical score

Of all the crazy madmen who are waiting at your door it's a FlashBack 

They're comin' home so fast firing from the past

Hey veteran you're battlin' with your lions

When they prey on you, you just can't stop from crying

If you could have some sunshine to wipe away the tears/ 

They're comin' home so fast tearin' through your past

It's them flashbacks

You gotta lock them away 

It's them flashbacks lock them away