Lyrics

I shot two men in a military car On a road in a country I can't pronounce I saw their eyes when I pulled the trigger Then checked the back seat for the body count I know I'm lucky, I could have been The one beneath the clover But who do you think will push my chair After the parade is over A three star general at my back And another one up at the microphone They call me a hero and sing, Say can you see To the pole where the flag is flown Everyone stands when my name is called I alone must sit in the goddamn sun, and Who do you think will push my chair After the parade is done Maybe I'll go to college GI bill GI bill Maybe I'll go into politics Yes I will Yes I will I'm glad for the disability benefits I'm glad for the medals and the ribbons and the songs I hope the blisters on my fingers Turn into calluses before too long I'm glad my mother could be here today I'm glad somebody drove her And maybe she will push my chair After the parade is over Maybe she will push my chair After the parade is over