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KMAG YOYO
By Hayes Carll
5/31/2011
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Well, daddy joined the Air Force, said it was a good source
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Danger, love, and money, but it only led to divorce
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Ended up in Abilene working at a Dairy Queen
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Put me in the Army on the day that I turned seventeen
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Here I am standinâ in the desert with a gun
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Thought of going AWOL but Iâm too afraid to run
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So I got myself a new plan Stealinâ from the Taliban
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Make a little money turning poppies into heroin
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Sergeant didnât like it so they put me in a hole
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I said, âItâs easy shootinâ when they donât know where to go.â
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Threw me on a lily pad Sent me home to NORAD
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I knew Iâd be in trouble but I didnât think it be this bad
Guitar solo
Stranger wearinâ all black met me on the tarmac
Told him I was sorry but I ainât ever going back
He said, you ainât in trouble son, learn to fight without a gun
Got a new assignment now, youâre working for the Pentagon
Gonna take a trip, wouldnât tell me what itâs for
Gotta serve your country, gonna help us win the war
MIT, Ph.D.âs, night and day, theyâre testing me
Ainât what I was thinking but Iâm being all that I can be
I ainât no genius but I knew it wasnât right
Eating uppers in the morning and LSD at night
Send me off to deep space help âem win the arms race
Ola me, oh mighty, but this s**t has got a funny taste
Guitar solo
I think I hear the countdown, hundred feet above the ground
Told me when Iâm leavinâ but aânothing âbout aâcoming down
Sittinâ on a bad dream, thousand pounds of gasoline
Ainât leavinâ nothing but some rubble and my slipstream
Mama always said, I should be aiminâ for the moon
Never wouldâve guessed that Iâd be passinâ by soon
How the hellâd I get here, blastinâ through the atmosphere
Drop the rocket boosters and Iâm shiftinâ into high gear
Bowie on the system and a bottle on my knee
Armstrong ainât got nothing on me
Hey ho, here we go KMAG YOYO
Someone wanna get me, gotta come up where the sun donât go
Guitar solo
I think I see a bright light,something âbout it ainât right
I laid down in a space ship Woke up in a fire-fight
Trippinâ from the morphine, came down in a bad scene
God, donât let me die here, I ainât even 19
I wonât ever ask you, Lord for anything again
Iâll swear it on the Bible, Torah or Koran
Lyinâ in a rhino track âBout to have a heart attack
IED got to me, someone call the Medevac
I need some fixinâ after where it is Iâve been
Never wanna go and try and shoot a gun again
Slippinâ out the back door, gonna join the Peace Corps
Tell me, Iâm a hero now, so someone else can fight this war