Johny boy fought in three wars for us before losing the final battle. |
Thrown into motion by childhood stupidity Smoke and ashes stained and forced life's hand. Off on a whirlwind adventure set sail for the fareast March in step Johny You may never make it home Watch friends cut in half life on ship is never dull How many hearts can you add And how does one sleep in a bag? Sail for home johny lad all alone, all alone Death comes twice for you but youre banished back to war Keep it on the ground this time March where none come out alive Except for five, only five arent you glad to be alive? But every knight needs a home You must fight for something Find a bride, have a ride. bear fruit for the land you defend. Blood and guts couldnt prepare, you were lost from the start Roam the land which you defend keep home as a retreat to mark. 20 odd years until you returned back to the wars Johny boy Treat it like a holiday a weekend escape for the mind Once, twice, thrice youre gone fear caught you now did it? You had an out you ignored so fear will have to be enough The mid-east should hold you well nomads, roamers and war Just what an old man needs to harken his steps of youth You made it again Johny boy not whole or well but alive Three strikes, one foul, but here it comes, number five Five seems to be your number lad Five battles, five kids Five days and nights of fighting Did mother finally arrive? This is a battle you cannot win your body is fighting itself Life is a bitch at the end when orders fall on deaf ears You gave it a good fight Johnny but all warriors have to fall I wonder if Valhalla received you or was it just another cruel trick |