1977 - Jack's Summer of War Lyrics

I wake up to a happy call
It's 9 o'clock July the 4th
My parents look on and they're oh so proud
To see their boy grow up a man

Then i hear a knock, "son it's time to go to war"
"Quickly grab your bags son, chuck em' in the van"
Jack's summer of war

I wave a solom hand goodbye
And glance at who i'll sit beside
I get nasty stares from men in green
But we're all dying in the same bloody scene

"Always keep your boots shined"
That'll keep the bullets off
"Always rise at 6:05"
To watch the bombs arrive in your face

The sergeant asks if i've got the birthday blues
Bunkmate asks if i'm ready for my summer of war
Summer of war
Jack's summer of war

Ahhhhhhhh

30,000 boys a year
To fill the cannons
30,000 guns a year
Sold at twice the price

So i run through desert land
And sift through flanders mud
A very pleasant birthday gift
But i don't see you on this field

Thank you dear old minister for this summer of war
Little Jack's all ready for this summer of war
I pack my kids bags for their summer of war
Summer of war
It's a summer of war
It's the weight of war
Purple haze
War
Heroin
Are you experienced
War