Ship to Shore

See the world in technicolor
See what you can do
Five in niner fiddlesticks to tango echo two
Miles away from wasting at the local five and dime
To wishing you were somewhere else
To help you pass the time

Armed to the teeth and underneath
A relentless foreign sun
Armed to the teeth and underneath
A relentless foreign sun

Riots, blood, sand, and mud, was all I got to see
In Kandahar, El Salvador, Belfast, and Barbary
I went, manny steady lad, and shivered to the bone
So I danced a jig in Ladysmith and wished that I was home

Armed to the teeth and underneath
A relentless foreign sun
Armed to the teeth and underneath
A relentless foreign sun

Just another lowly victim in the struggle for hearts and minds
To the fighting sons and daughters
In the struggle of their life
Guns and pipers
Ship to shore
Off to fight a rich man's war
Like our fathers did before

Just another lowly victim in the struggle for hearts and minds
To the fighting sons and daughters
In the struggle of their life
Guns and pipers
Ship to shore
Off to fight a rich man's war
Like our fathers did before

Guns and pipers
Ship to shore
Off to fight a rich man's war
Like our fathers did before
Guns and pipers
Ship to shore
Ship to shore
Ship to shore