‘Dad’s Gonna Kill Me
Richard Thompson
Out in the desert there’s a soldier laying dead
Vultures pecking the eyes out of his head
Another day that could have been me there instead
Nobody loves me here
Nobody loves me here
‘Dad’s gonna kill me
‘Dad’s gonna kill me
You hit the booby trap and you’re in pieces
With every bullet your risk increases
Old Ali Baba, he’s a different species
Nobody loves me here
Nobody loves me here
‘Dad’s gonna kill me
‘Dad’s gonna kill me
I’m dead meat in my HumVee Frankenstein
I hit the road blocks and how I never hit the mine
The dice are rolling
I got lucky this time
and ‘Dad’s gonna kill me
‘Dad’s gonna kill me
‘Dad’s gonna kill me
I got a wife, a kid, another on the way
I might get home if I can live through today
Before I came out here I never used to pray
Nobody loves me here
Nobody loves me here
‘Dad’s gonna kill me
‘Dad’s gonna kill me
‘Dad’s in a bad mood, ‘Dad’s got the blues
It’s someone else’s mess that I didn’t choose
At least we’re winning on the Fox evening news
Nobody loves me here
Nobody loves me here
‘Dad’s gonna kill me
‘Dad’s gonna kill me
Dawn patrol went out and didn’t come back
Hunt for wire and pray like I told you Mac
Or they’ll be shovelling bits of you into a sack
‘Dad’s gonna kill me
‘Dad’s gonna kill me
Who’s that stranger walking in my dreams, who’s that stranger cuts a shadow ‘cross my heart
Who’s that stranger, I daren’t speak his name
Must be your death a-walking
Must be your death a-walking
‘Dad’s gonna kill me
Seven muzzle monkeys standing in a row
Standing waiting for that sandbox to blow
Sitting targets in the wild west show
Nobody loves me here
Nobody loves me here
‘Dad’s gonna kill me
‘Dad’s gonna kill me
Another angel got his wings this week
Charbroiled with his own Willie Pete
No one dies if you speak double speak
‘Dad’s gonna kill me
‘Dad’s gonna kill me
‘Dad’s gonna kill me |