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Dean Madonia - 1 the War Came Home to Me lyrics
I was a child in ‘72, and my sitter, Mrs. Plews made me watch the evening news, force-fed me her Christian views.. Her son came back home from the war and spoke to me in metaphors pulled down my pants and tried to score, I left the room and closed that door The shells rang out like thunder, only in my head hiding in my foxhole, safe among the dead Looking back I clearly see, the consequence of victory I was too young, to go overseas, so the war came home, to me. I was too young, to go overseas, so the war came home, to me My father was in World War Two , Training left him black and blue all that he could do was sue as he choked on his world-view He had a mastoid in his ear, which made it hard for him to hear The sickness filled him up with fear, I watched him slowly dissapear The shells rang out like thunder, only in my head hiding in my foxhole, safe among the dead Looking back I clearly see, the consequence of victory I was too young, to go overseas, so the war came home, to me I was too young, to go overseas, so the war came home, to me |
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