He was barely a man that morning when he got on that plane In his pocket some music and pictures of home A few days later he's lying in the jungle, beneath the pouring rain Listening to songs of freedom, feeling scared and alone
Can anybody tell me why I'm here, where's the rhyme where's the reason It's all so crazy, it's madness over here, just who are we fighting for The guys back home, they're feelin' no pain, yeah, they're living and lovin' While we are flyin', dancin' and dyin' in this rock 'n roll war.
Everything looked the same that morning, when he came home again In his baggage some medals and memories of war But he was different, changed forever and out of touch with time Walking the streets of home, he felt lost and alone
Can anybody tell me where I am, I feel like a stranger Some call me hero, some have called me names, some don't call anymore I made it home, but I'm still in pain, I'm not livin' or lovin' For I'm still flyin', fightin' and dyin' in that Rock n' Roll war
Tell everybody I feelin' better, It's been slow but I'm healing Through mother earth and father time, I don't hurt like before I love a good woman, we have a son, he's our joy, our salvation May he never fly in, fight in or die in some rock 'n roll war Tell everybody I'm doin' all right, yes, I'm livin' and lovin' For I'm done flyin', livin' and dyin' in that rock n' roll war.
Compositores: John Kay (Krauledat Joachim), Ronald David Ritchotte (Ritchotte Rocket), Michael John Wilk ECAD: Obra #17246329