by Tom Flannery
copyright 2007 (BMI)

How have we gotten so blasé about war? And why oh why do we fail to learn
from our mistakes?

Seems 9/11 put the zap on his head
but he ended up in Iraq instead
where an IED it tore off his leg
and left a mind hanging by a thread
now he sits in his room and talks to the wall
the particulars he cannot recall
he does his best thinking in the bathroom stall
a hero to one and all

lets sit around the fire
with tumblers of rum
and sing o-diddle-e-o o-diddle-e-um
adventure and camaraderie
so what if there's nothing below the knee
oh diddle-e-o o-diddle-o-i
it's another war story
it's another war story

Mary's husband came home on a plane
draped with a flag ain't that a shame
oh remember the towers...remember the Maine
now she gobbles pills to dull the pain
one weekend a month 2 weeks a year
needed the money to fund a career
things are rarely what they appear
pull up a chair...come over here

we'll sit 'round the fire
with tumblers of rum
and sing o-diddle-e-o o-diddle-e-um
honor and exclusivity
dying gets you in for free
oh diddle-e-o o-diddle-o-i
it's another war story
it's another war story

lets push on and shake hands with the dawn
I may not have fought but I can go on
got some school deferments and a new bride pray tell
but if I was there I'd have given them hell

President bows and hits his knees
and says pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty please
that flight suit it was such a tease
just once more can I feel the breeze
and the power of a warrior
you don't know what it does to her
just this one last time my good sir
how about some frankincense and myrrh

we'll sit 'round the fire
with tumblers of rum
and sing o-diddle-e-o o-diddle-e-um
of course all glory goes to thee
oh diddle-e-o o-diddle-o-i
it's another war story
it's another war story
it's another war story
it's another war story
it's another war story
 

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