From the recording Fee Comes Fourth

Lyrics

Well you’ve never dodged a bullet in Bagdad baby
You’ve never hidden, cold, in the rain
You couldn’t even shoot a rabbit in the dunes
And you cry when you’re in pain

You reach for your inhaler when you catch the bus
And hold it like a live grenade
They won’t ever pin a medal on your uniform
And all your dreams will fade

See the lamp light shining through the curtain gap
Can’t sleep and you’re getting older
No you’ve never been carried off the battlefield
But you’re a wounded soldier

Friend of mine, Friend of mine
The Shells are falling now
Rest your soul
Coz you’re a wounded soldier

It's a bitter kind of battle when the world's gone crazy
And you're the only one who's sane
The medicine they sell, is sending you to hell
On a flat line runaway train

You wrestle with your troubles like a heretic saint
Shouting out The Truth is a Lie
No we can’t see the wars that you're fighting here
The bleeding inside


See the lamp light shining through the curtain gap
Can’t sleep and you’re getting older
No you’ve never been carried off the battlefield
Coz you’re a wounded soldier

Friend of mine, Friend of mine
The Shells are falling now
Rest your soul
Coz you’re a wounded soldier

Dadada dadada dadadada

The sun sets over your hilltop target
You’ve been trying to get there forever
But you’re tripping through the brambles and the dirty dishes
Just holding it together
There’s a reason for the battle but you sometimes forget
And your body's getting colder
You’re a stranger to the winning line
Coz you’re a wounded soldier

Friend of mine, Friend of mine
The Shells are falling now
Rest your soul
Coz you’re a wounded soldier
Friend of mine, friend of mine
I’ll be here when the nights get colder
Rest your soul
Coz you’re a wounded soldier
God rest your soul
Coz you’re a wounded soldier