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Hayes Carll

KMAG YOYO

 

KMAG YOYO

(الألبوم: KMAG YOYO (& Other American Stories) - 2011)


Well, daddy joined the Air Force
Said it was a good source
Danger, love, and money, but it only led to divorce
Ended up in Abilene
Working at a Dairy Queen
Put me in the Army on the day that I turned seventeen
Here I am standing in the desert with a gun
Thought of going AWOL but I'm too afraid to run
So I got myself a new plan
Stealing from the Taliban
Make a little money turning poppies into heroin
Sergeant didn't like it so they put me in a hole
I said, "It's easy shooting when they don't know where to go"
Threw me on a lily pad
Sent me home to NORAD
I knew I'd be in trouble but I didn't think it be this bad

Stranger wearing all black
Met me on the tarmac
Told him I was sorry but I ain't ever going back
He said, you ain't in trouble son
Learn to fight without a gun
Got a new assignment now, you're working for the Pentagon
Gonna take a trip, wouldn't tell me what it's for
Gotta serve your country, gonna help us win the war
MIT, PhD.'s, night and day, they're testing me
Ain't what I was thinking but I'm being all that I can be
I ain't no genius but I knew it wasn't right
Eating uppers in the morning and LSD at night
Send me off to deep space
Help 'em win the arms race
Ola me, oh mighty, but this shit has got a funny taste

I think I hear the countdown
Hundred feet above the ground
Told me when I'm leaving but a'nothing 'bout a'coming down
Sitting on a bad dream
Thousand pounds of gasoline
Ain't leaving nothing but some rubble and my slipstream
Mama always said, I should be aiming for the moon
Never would've guessed that I'd be passing by soon
How the hell'd I get here?
Blasting through the atmosphere
Drop the rocket boosters and I'm shifting into high gear
Bowie on the system and a bottle on my knee
Armstrong ain't got nothing on me
Hey ho, here we go
KMAG YOYO
Someone wanna get me, gotta come up where the sun don't go

I think I see a bright light
Something 'bout it ain't right
I laid down in a space ship
Woke up in a fire-fight
Tripping from the morphine
Came down in a bad scene
God, don't let me die here, I ain't even nineteen
I won't ever ask you, Lord for anything again
I'll swear it on the Bible, Torah or Koran
Lying in a rhino track
'Bout to have a heart attack
IED got to me, someone call the Medevac
I need some fixing after where it is I've been
Never wanna go and try and shoot a gun again
Slipping out the back door
Gonna join the Peace Corps
Tell me, I'm a hero now, so
Someone else can fight this war

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