Ballad of Bruce Ashcroft
Connor Wilson
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In 1957 daddy sold the family farm and we moved to Detroit Had us putting helicopter blades on cargo trains to rail out west Bossman said "Boy your still young! You can buy back your family farm Just keep boxing dem blades work your ass off all day and don't break your arm" Ten years gone by I worked my way up the trade And that money had been made And the farm was almost paid When my number was called It was tango time All my hard work was gone They're shipping me to Nam I dont wana fight no more ive done my time wont you let me go Meet the face of the voice on the 99 news on that pawnshop radio I dont wana fight no more ive done my time wont you let me go Settle down somewhere with a headful of hair on a rusty creek pork So the helicopter blades took their turn In carrying me out west Gave me a rifle to use And told me to shoot at any plant that moved There was this boy Too young To carry a gun And he drowned His gear weighed him down All the way to the ground As we crossed the swamp Then the jungle came alive And the devil himself had to hide his eyes And fire rained down from above As bullets kissed the air I dont wana fight no more ive done my time wont you let me go Meet the face of the voice on the 99 news on that pawnshop radio I dont wana fight no more ive done my time wont you let me go Settle down somewhere with a headful of hair on a rusty creek pork And three years went by Of snake bites and full auto blood When I lost my leg taking a piss on an old landmine So they sent me home all alone and I wheeled off the plane in my uniform Someone called me a baby killer I waived for a taxi But he flicked me off I said I just did what I was told He told me that I was soft I tried to find a high up job But I couldn't walk The smoke alarm went off one night And I choked my landlord's dog So I rolled off in the street Dirtier than Vietnam And I dreamt of the native hostage starving Blind barefoot boys building bombs And the homeless shelter box fan blades Pumped adrenaline through my veins And I elbowed my way up through the line Just to get some food in time I dont wana fight no more ive done my time wont you let me go Meet the face of the voice on the 99 news on that pawnshop radio I dont wana fight no more ive done my time wont you let me go Settle down somewhere with a headful of hair on a rusty creek pork I don't wana fight no more I'm all used up
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