We met as soulmates On Parris Inland We left as inmates From an asylum And we were sharp As sharp as knives And we were so gung ho to lay down our lives
We came in spastic Like tameless horses We left in plastic As numbered corpses And we learned fast To travel light Our arms were heavy but our bellies were tight
We had no homefront We had no soft soap They sent us playboy They gave us bob hope We dug in deep And shot on sight And prayed to Jesus Christ with all of our might
We had no cameras To shoot the landscape We passed the hash pipe And played our Doors tapes And it was dark So dark at night And we held onto each other Like brother to brother We promised our mothers we'd write
And we would all go down together We said we'd all go down together Yes we…