Drunk with Fear - Those Poor Bastards

And all the filth

Upon the floor

From days and weeks

And years before

Remind me of my mama’s face

I’m drunk with fear

The war has come

And I will go

To march through rain

And blood and snow

They say it’s easy killin' folks

I’m drunk with fear

The choir stands

To sing a hymn

The walls they crack

A man walks in

He’s standing there, knee deep in sin

I’m drunk with fear

I cower down behind my chair

I got my gun hidden there

I lock and load

And whisper prayers

I’m drunk with fear

Drunk with fear

Sick with dread

This war is endless

LORD above, LORD below

I ain’t never felt so low

Remember Jim from down the street?

I watched him crawl I watched him creep

I watched him die like butchered meat

I’m drunk with fear

And then there’s Hal

Remember him?

He taught my brother how to swim

I watched some folks dismember him

I’m drunk with fear