Hell Broke Luce
I had a good home but I leftI had a good home but I left, right, leftThat big fucking bomb made me deaf, deafA Humvee mechanic put his Kevlar on wrongI guarantee you'll meet up with a suicide bombHell broke luceHell broke luce
Big fucking ditches in the middle of the roadYou pay a hundred dollars just for fillin' in the holeListen to the general every goddamn wordHow many ways can you polish up a turd
And left, rightLeft, left, rightLeft, rightHell broke luceHell broke luceHell broke luce
How is it that the only ones responsible for making this messGot their sorry asses stapled to a goddamn deskAnd Hell broke luceHell broke luceLeft, right, left
What did you do before the war?I was a chef, I was a chefWhat was your name?It was Geoff, GeoffI lost my buddy and I wept, weptI come down from the methSo I slept, sleptI had a good home but I left, left
Pantsed at the wind for a jokeI pranced right in with the dopeGlanced at her shin she said, "Nope."Left, right, left
Nimrod Bodfish have you any woolGet me another body bag the body bag's fullMy face was scorched, scorchedI miss my home I miss my porch, porchLeft, right, left
Can I go home in March? MarchMy stance was a chin full of soapThat rancid dinner with the PopeAnd left, right, left
Kelly Presutto got his thumbs blown offSergio's developing a real bad coughSergio's developing a real bad coughAnd Hell broke luceHell broke luceHell broke luce
Boom went his head awayAnd boom went ValerieWhat the hell was it that the President said?Give him a beautiful parade insteadAnd left, right, left
When I was over here I never got to voteI left my arm in my coatMy mom she died and never wroteWe sat by the fire and ate a goatJust before he died he had a tokeNow I'm home and I'm blindAnd I'm brokeWhat is next?