E
Well, daddy joined the Air Force, said it was a good source
Danger, love, and money, but it only led to divorce
Ended up in Abilene, working at a Dairy Queen
Put me in the Army on the day that I turned seventeen
A
Here I am standin' in the desert with a gun
Thought of going AWOL but I'm too 'fraid to run
     E
So I got myself a new plan, stealin' from the Taliban
Make a little money turning poppies into heroin
B7
Sergeant didn't like it so they put me in a hole
  D7
I said, "It's easy shootin' when they don't know where to go"
E
Threw me on a lily pad, sent me home to NORAD
I knew I'd be in trouble but I didn't think it’d be this bad

E
Stranger wearin' all black, met me on the tarmac
Told him I was sorry but I ain't ever going back
He said, “You ain't in trouble son, learn to fight without a gun
Got a new assignment now, you're working for the Pentagon”
A
Gonna take a trip, wouldn't tell me what it's for
Gotta serve your country, gonna help us win the war
E
M.I.T. Ph.D.'s, night & day, they're testing me
Ain't what I was thinking but I'm bein' all that I can be
B7
  I ain't no genius but I knew it wasn't right
       D7
Eating uppers in the morning and LSD at night
E
Send me off to deep space, help 'em win the arms race
Hola mi, oh mighty, but this shit has got a funny taste

[G  O]

  E
I think I hear the countdown, hundred feet above the ground
Told me when I'm leavin' but a-nothing 'bout a-coming down
Sittin' on a bad dream, thousand pounds of gasoline
  Ain't leavin' nothing but some rubble and my slipstream
A
Mama always said I should be aimin' for the moon
Never would've guessed that I'd be passin' by soon
E
How the hell'd I get here? Blastin' through the atmosphere
Drop the rocket boosters and I'm shiftin' into high gear
B7
Bowie on the system and a bottle on my knee
D7
Armstrong ain't got nothing on me
E
Hey ho, here we go, KMAG YOYO
Someone wanna get me, gotta come up where the sun don't go

[G  O]

  E
I think I see a bright light, something 'bout it ain't right
I laid down in a spaceship, woke up in a firefight
Trippin' from the morphine, came down in a bad scene
God, don't let me die here, I ain't even nineteen
A
  I won't ever ask you, Lord, for anything again
I'll swear it on the Bible, Torah, Koran
E
Lyin' in a rhino track 'bout to have a heart attack
I.E.D. got to me, someone call the Medevac
B7
  I need some fixin' after where it is I've been
D7
Never wanna go and try and shoot a gun again
E
Slippin' out the back door, gonna join the Peace Corps
Tell me I'm a hero now so someone else can fight this war


Note: To play the D7, just slide your B7 up three frets.
B7: x 2 1 2 0 2
D7: x 5 4 5 x 5