Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song On My Way Home , by - D.R.I.. Song from the album Live at CBGB'S 1984, in the genre Release date: 08.04.2007
Record label: Beer City
Song language: English
On My Way Home |
| I was getting out, without a doubt |
| This was my last patrol, wished I could shout |
| But then the reds were there |
| We were taking our share |
| Fifteen to thirty, but fair is fair |
| I was fighting wild, shooting blind |
| Nothing I could do, nowhere I could go |
| Someone yelled, «keep your head down low» |
| I heard men crying, knew they were dying |
| And for the first time, I realized |
| My sergeant lied! |
| On my way home in a body bag |
| A one-way ticket, but I couldn’t brag |
| I was seeing green, seeing red |
| With an aching, throbbing, emptiness in my head |
| Trying to breathe, I fought for air |
| I was alive, but nobody cared |
| We left the planet |
| Then we had landed |
| Soon picked up by an army truck |
| Someone gave me a shovel and told me to dig |
| I said, «fuck off and die, capitalist pig!» |