A song, timely as ever, on what our veterans come home to.

[AlabamaLibrul]

Sam Stone was alone
When he popped his last balloon
Climbing walls while sitting in a chair
Well, he played his last request
While the room smelled just like death
With an overdose hovering in the air
But life had lost its fun
And there was nothing to be done
But trade his house that he bought on the G. I. Bill
For a flag draped casket on a local heroes' hill.





Plus some extra stuff missing from the original version on Bush. "Bush has just lost his mind. He tells everybody read my lips.... Ain't that a bitch?"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XCRN-5yU1pQ