Welcome Back from Iraq.

Welcome back from Iraq

See you left an arm behind.

And heard your buddy Joe

Is burnt and lame and blind.

You’ve done your country proud

You’ll get a medal for it Jack.

Just the country’s way of saying

Welcome back from Iraq.

Welcome back from Iraq

Wish the others could be here

But their tour’s been extended

For at least another year.

Except for Frank, what a guy!

And what a rotten way to die.

He was days from coming back

Before that friendly fire attack. 

Anyway, welcome back

From Iraq.

Amy’s dead, did you hear?

Her family’s plenty sore

But what’s a mother with two children

Doing fighting in a war?

That makes nine who’ve died in this town

Seven of them black.

They give each mom a flag.

But  then they have to give it back.

How’s that for a warm

Welcome back from Iraq.

We lost a lot of youngsters.

They say they all were brave.

They never brand you coward

If you end up in a grave.

But if you lose your mind

At the smell of dying men.

You’re a worthless piece of scum

When you come back home again.

If the shell of a soldier

Shows just the slightest crack

Then there’s no

Welcome back

From Iraq.

Welcome back

From Iraq.

Shit, you look pathetic.

But it could be worse

And they’ll spring for the prosthetic.

Bush complains that the media 

Is painting it all black.

When we’ve had a shining victory.

Welcome back

From Iraq.