Student Visas Corb Lund

[Verse 1]
They took away our dogtags, they had us grow our hair
They gave us student visas when we were over there
They staged us out of Hondo al este del Salvador

[Refrain]
And I guess you'd call us Contras but no one calls much no more
There ain't no fun in killin folk and I dont wanna do no more

[Verse 2]
My great great rode at Shiloh and Grandpa drove a tank
Daddy was air cavalry, flew choppers in Da Nang
I worked mostly clandestine, the branch I should not say
We played with better guns and I could use the extra pay
Did Reagan give the order? Did cocaine pay the bill?

[Refrain]
They said we's fightin' communists but it was kinda hard to tell
There ain't no fun in killin folk and I dont wanna do no more

[Verse 3]
This was before Blackhawks and RPGs were king
My buddy on the door gun, he never felt a thing
When our Huey caught a rocket and both the pilots killed
And it pitched us over sideways on some Nicaraguan hill
My back felt like it's broken, my legs I could not feel