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from the album Beach Street

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ou’re thinking I’m thinking I’m thinking I’m cute
Marching down the street in my sailor suit
You’re thinking I’m thinking I’m walking tall
With my gun in the air but I’m so sick of it all

Nobody knows (x3)
How much I hate this uniform
And everything it stands for

Your’re thinking I’m thinking I’m standing proud
With my sanitized brain and my feet on the ground
You’re thinking I’m thinking I’m tougher than the rest
Crawling through cemetery mud with medals digging into my chest

Follow me to the river where the bloodlines flow
And I’ll show you where the iron crosses grow

Im sitting inside your church in my civilian clothes
Where they are talking in the language of the holy ghost
Taking no responsibility for what they say
Or what they think when they steal a glance to look my way

Nobody Knows (x3)
How much I loved that uniform
When my father wore it to the war
The war that nobody knows

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from American Boy - 50 Years of Protest, released May 26, 2018

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