"Second Class" lyrics

Oh I need a helping hand
How unAmerican
I'm a Second class soldier
And I've gotten in too deep
Just a pawn in their scheme
I don't think I'll get much older

All lies on the inside, don't everybody get to

Oh as high as I am
On daizepam
They got me running both
Sides of the border

Oh I need to get out
Need to make my way south
Skirt the Hindu Kush to skirt their orders

I got the letter in the post
The one you fear most
It says they share your sorrow
Oh But I know that it's not right
Their convienient suicide
They tell me to take a number
All lies on the inside don't everybody get to die

Oh as high as I am
On daizepam
They got me running both
Sides of the border

Oh I need to get out
Need to make my way south
Skirt the Hindu Kush to skirt their orders

All lies on the inside, don't everybody get to

All lies on the inside, don't everybody get to

Cause I just know he wouldn't go that way
He wrote me just the other day
Talked about all the plans he wanted to make
Said that you got to

Oh as high as I am
On daizepam
They got me running both
Sides of the border

Oh I need to get out
Need to make my way south
Skirt the Hindu Kush to skirt their orders

Oh ma it's getting mad in Asadabad, but there's no one to report to
If I reach the bazaar, it will be too far, so I'm leaving tomorrow

Oh ma it's getting mad in Asadabad, but there's no one to report to
If I reach the bazaar, it will be too far, so I'm leaving tomorrow

Oh ma it's getting mad in Asadabad, but there's no one to report to
If I reach the bazaar, it will be too far, so I'm leaving tomorrow

Oh ma it's getting mad in Asadabad, but there's no one to report to
If I reach the bazaar, it will be too far, so I'm leaving tomorrow