Back To Iraq

We was part of the slaughter they called Desert Storm

We maimed and we murdered

In the name of "Norm"

Now As civilian and purpose I lack

I'm getting ready to go back to Iraq !



you're over there we're I'm over here

We had lasagna and plenty of beer

Learning the tools and the tricks of the trade

then I come home and I can't get laid



Back to Iraq !

Back to Iraq !

Back to Iraq !

Back to Iraq !

I'M BACK!



You taught me how to kill

You pumped me full of drugs

How can you wonder

Why I became a thug ?



Raining death on people

Firing into crowds

Over there I got a big bright medal

But here it's not allowed



I'm going

Back to Iraq !

Back to Iraq !

Back to Iraq !

Back to Iraq !

I'M BACK!



now i'm on the streets - I look like a slob

My skin is corroding - I can't get a job

I did my duty - I served my nation

Now I can't even afford medication



You dirty bastards you made me this way

But I'm locked and loaded - now you'll have to pay

Back to Iraq and my life is a wreck

I wanna kill the President

But I'll settle for a check



Back to Iraq !

Back to Iraq !

Back to Iraq !

Back to Iraq !

I'M BACK, YEAH!