Ship to Shore

See the world in technicolor See what you can do Five in niner fiddlesticks to tango echo two Miles away from wasting at the local five and dime To wishing you were somewhere else To help you pass the time Armed to the teeth and underneath A relentless foreign sun Armed to the teeth and underneath A relentless foreign sun Riots, blood, sand, and mud, was all I got to see In Kandahar, El Salvador, Belfast, and Barbary I went, manny steady lad, and shivered to the bone So I danced a jig in Ladysmith and wished that I was home Armed to the teeth and underneath A relentless foreign sun Armed to the teeth and underneath A relentless foreign sun Just another lowly victim in the struggle for hearts and minds To the fighting sons and daughters In the struggle of their life Guns and pipers Ship to shore Off to fight a rich man's war Like our fathers did before Just another lowly victim in the struggle for hearts and minds To the fighting sons and daughters In the struggle of their life Guns and pipers Ship to shore Off to fight a rich man's war Like our fathers did before Guns and pipers Ship to shore Off to fight a rich man's war Like our fathers did before Guns and pipers Ship to shore Ship to shore Ship to shore