歌词
Trouble found me sleeping, so I followed it downstairs
Saw Mom on the couch, the TV was on
I remember the sound of the chopper flying low
We didn't know why it was coming, and they called
With the chicken in the oven
"It was the chaplain", he said
You came in with your jaw torn, still talking
I found you in the hospital asleep
I wonder which one of us looked stranger than
Once I thought
Being lost was only a part of being young
But the old man in the bed next to your cot
Was screaming louder than anyone
Saying, "Mama, mama, mama, mama
Little white mice run across my bed
While the nurses play poker outside"
Oh my God, how is the other guy?
I can't believe someday I'm gonna die
