(Richard Thompson) 



Out in the desert there's a soldier lying dead 

Vultures pecking the eyes out of his head 

Another day that could have been me there instead 

Nobody loves me here 

Nobody loves me here 



Dad's Gonna Kill Me 

Dad's Gonna Kill Me 



You hit the booby trap and you're in pieces 

With every bullet your risk increases 

Old Ali Baba, he's a different species 

Nobody loves me here 

Nobody loves me here 



Dad's Gonna Kill Me 

Dad's Gonna Kill Me 



I'm dead meat in my HumV Frankenstein 

I hit the road block, God knows I never hit the mine 

The dice rolled and I got lucky this time 



Dad's Gonna Kill Me 

Dad's Gonna Kill Me 



I've got a wife, a kid, another on the way 

I might get home if I can live through today 

Before I came out here I never used to pray 

Nobody loves me here 

Nobody loves me here 



Dad's Gonna Kill Me 



Dad's in a bad mood, Dad's got the blues 

It's someone else's mess that I didn't choose 

At least we're winning on the Fox Evening News 

Nobody loves me here 



Dad's Gonna Kill Me 

Dad's Gonna Kill Me 



Dawn Patrol went out and didn't come back 

Hug the wire and pray like I told you, Mac 

Or they'll be shovelling bits of you into a sack 



Dad's Gonna Kill Me. 



And who's that stranger walking in my dreams 

And whose that stranger cast a shadow 'cross my heart 

And who's that stranger, I dare speak his name 

Must be old Death a-walking 

Must be old Death a-walking 



Dad's Gonna Kill Me 



7 muzzle monkeys standing in a row 

Standing waiting for The Sandbox to blow 

Sitting targets in the wild west show 



Nobody loves me here 



Dad's Gonna Kill Me 



Another angel got his wings this week 

Charbroiled with his own Willie Pete 

Nobody's dying if you speak double-speak 



Dad's Gonna Kill Me