Old Soldier
Outside, I'm squeaky clean
Inside, my mind’s obscene
The minute fifty punk rock song
The movement that's thirty minutes long
When I was new, they smiled
When I was new, they were reconciled
Call it love at first sleight
Meant to patronize, then extradite
Understand
Understand
I'm still hoping to push on
With passionate haste
The years, they laid me waste
Buried in the dust and debris
Of a peace that I’ll never get to see
Understand
Understand
I'm still hoping to push on
Don't you think it's about time
Put your hand inside of mine
Don't you think it's about time ?
Put your hand inside of mine
Don't you think it's about time ?
Put your hand inside of mine
Understand
Understand
I’m still waiting to bow out