Came upon an accident
Seven soldiers lying there, half to death
Locked the door, round the room
And stood there staring as they bled
Never wanted to see another man's eye
How could I look to that kind of face?
So I ran across the road, and I got one son of a bitch
I don't care no more what side that I'm on
Took the farm where I was born
And try to show me how to plow my own field
I work my wife right to the grave
And force my children seeing anything that they could steal
And I could never live a life like that
And I could only live a life like mine
The first rocks that we threw
Right between the eyes
Those bastards never stop until they die
Came upon them by accident
A hundred men lying there, fast asleep
Took them down in fifteen minutes
Well, I just stood there in disbelief
Never want to see another man's eye
How could I look to my own face?
So I ran so far across that field that I couldn't hear the shots
I don't know no more what side that I'm on
I don't know no more what side that I'm on