Lyrics: Maelcolm Mor Music: Veteran of the Psychic Wars by Blue Oyster Cult |
You see me now a veteran, Of a thousand Pennsic Wars. I've been standing in the fields so long Where the Midrealm army roars I'm young enough to do this But far to old to be All these spears are on the other side I'm not sure there'll be anything left of me Don't let this heat go on It's time we had a break from it It's time I had a beer My helmet feels like flames And it's burning up my brain Oh, please, don't let this heat go on You ask me why I'm limping Why I can't walk to you My hands are bruised and swelling And my sword's broken in two. But the war's still going on, and Now the rain's a damn downpour And I can't rust forever I don't think that I'm ever gonna get free Don't let this rain go on It's time we had a break from it It's time I had a beer My helmet is all bent And I'm drowning in my tent Oh, please, don't let this rain go on. You see me now a veteran Of a thousand Pennsic Wars My money's spent at last, And my armor is destroyed I have broken all my weapons, And I'm helpless and I'm broke Bruises are all I'm made of Did I hear you say that this is victory? Don't let this thing go on, It's time we had a break from it Send me to the rear Where I can sit and have a beer Tell the East to go to hell Oh please, don't let this thing go on. |
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