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