Texty: John Hiatt. Back To War.

You're different from me

All the boundaries are defined

If we keep up with these truces

One of will lose their mind



And I consciously object to your weapons detector

Hedging bets in the private sector

I don't have to salute you

But I might have to shoot you



Let's get back to the war

That's what we're here for

Back to the war

That's what we're here for

Back to the war



Those bullets in the park

Those after dark rendezvous

Somebody has to bleed

As someone draws a bead on you



And it keeps you on your toes, all these innocent gophers

Taking orders in their penny loafers

I could change my position

But you just never listen



Let's get back to the war

That's what we're here for

Back to the war



Bombs away, as they say

I'm not about to pay membership dues

I've got this dynamite

I know you're sitting tight, waiting for news

Well I'm lighting the fuse



While you were on vacation

I was stationed at the line

You think we've normalized

Well I'm surprised you're so blind



As you traffic in the bucks of the recent reconstruction

This ain't no drill team I'm conducting

You can make your decision

Or watch it on television



But let's get back to the war

That's what we're here for

Back to the war



Let's get back to the war

That's what we're here for

Back to the war