Chasing Uncle Sam

Gimme a rhythm Keep me in step Grant me no freedom I’ll do what you expect Military rule Keeps me in line You play Uncle Sam The role of Joe is mine Basic training’s done Move me along Think I’m like the rest And that’s where you are wrong No one thinks like me In this whole wheel Of life which keeps turning They know not how I feel The rest are crazy Wild at best They’d kill for a chance To slaughter all the rest You understand me And know how I feel Pick me from the rest ‘cause these feelings are real First date in Kabul Then Iraq next Lunch in Korea? God save me from this mess!