Chosen thing, I have become. broken stave, and overrun. . In my dying time my wounds shall all be healed. . Servant to what's offering. the poisoned ground I've fallen in.
I feel my wheels have come undone. I've fallen off my tracks. Lord, I need your guiding hand. If I'm to make it back. Oh, make it back, back, back.. .
Tell me what a young man Mama. What's he got to live for. Tossed in the shuffle of everyday war. Searchin' for some trouble. Which I'm sure he will find.
feel my wheels have come undone. I've fallen off my tracks. Lord, I need Your guiding hand. If I'm to make it back, oh, make it back. Back, back, back, back, back, back, back.
feel my wheels have come undone. I've fallen off my tracks. Lord, I need Your guiding hand. If I'm to make it back, oh, make it back. Back, back, back, back, back, back, back.
Tell me what a young man Mama. What's he got to live for. Tossed in the shuffle of everyday war. Searchin' for some trouble. Which I'm sure he will find.
Tell me what a young man, mama, what's he got to live for. Tossed in the shuffles of everyday war. Searchin' for some trouble, Lord, which I'm sure he will find.
Tell me what a young man mama, what's he got to live for. Tossed in the [Incomprehensible] everyday war. Searchin' for some trouble, Lord, which I'm sure he will find.