H.D.U.I. (Honorary Discharge Under the Influence) Cobra Skulls
I was do[E]wn in the s[A]unset, h[B]adn't eaten lunc[E]h yet
Up on my[E] soapbox, i[A]n front [B]of a coffee shop[E]
Runnin' [E]my mouth ab[A]out the [B]war in Iraq[E]
When a G[E].I., right [A]behind m[B]y back, said[E]
[E]Don't care who [A]told you
[E]Don't care what[A] you're selling
[E]But you don't k[B]now how bad it is
[E]Oh no you don[A]'t [E]know how bad it i[A]s
'Cuz I was [E]down in the [A]desert on m[B]y second [E]tour
I didn't wa[E]nt to do the[A] third But [B]I wanted [E]to be sure
That I g[E]ot my G.I. bill[A] when I wou[B]ld return[E]
So I [E]grabbed the bott[A]le
And l[B]et the rubber b[E]urn
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We were waiting for orders
But new orders never came
Only to patrol that old refinery in shame
With no sense of purpose on an idle soldier's mind
I went left, right, left
And I stumbled on down the line
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