Song Lyrics - Smog

I'm a bit like a soldier 

In the way I wear no uniform 

And choose not to fight 

And fight all night 

For some other cause 

I'm a bit like the grave digger 

Who wields no shovel 

And digs no hole 

But leaves the bodies to rot 

In the places that they stand 

For some other cause 

I'm a bit like the pack mule 

Carrying no load 

Into the canyons of your jive 

For some other cause 

I'm a bit like the freelance fence painter 

Then eyes your backside as you leave 

For some other cause 

I'm a bit like the peephole 

That falls in love with all the eyes 

That look through 

Watching major things unfold 

From minor flaws 

For some other cause 

(Have Mercy)