One full hour to the watershed, just following orders
Am posted to bedrock, pillowplains
Private thoughts at last free to roam
Heart dilemmas and mind tremors
Continents shift from goodnight to guilt
Freedom sleep will follow
Goodbye to the bassinet today
Hello Doctor foreigner tomorrow
The cold hands, the enemy's search and destroy
Meanwhile, Tommy the old trooper
Rifles through the nation's laughter closets
Splits sides, tickles like a star
Jar spoon, spoon jar