It's hard to believe that I smile in my sleep,
'cause everyone leaves me,
I'm so hard to keep company,
I'm misery Company

Most people don't mention the stripes on my sleave,
Though i liked attention,
I just want to live quietly
In misery company

The weight of the world is in our kitbags/care packs/headlines,
Straightens my curls when I admit that
Don't even know what we're fighting for...

Oh what a cutie, here comes Officer Day (Dave?)
Reporting for duty,
A cut and a shave, 
Number three,
For misery company.

Our wonderful training
Kept us off the front line
Doctor's real(?) entertaining
Drops(?) the bill every time
Naturally, we're misery company.

The weight of the world is in our headlines
It straightens my curls when I have been back(i don't think that's right)
Don't even know what we're fighting for...

The weight of the world is in our headlines
It straightens my curls when I have been back(i don't think that's right)
Don't even know what we're fighting for...