i'll be comin home in the month of junenni'm coming home in the month of junenni've risen in the ranks, done good, no mistakesnnthe desert wind it breaks around my skin it snakesnnnnwont you pray for me not to change too muchnnafter what i've seen, after what i've clutchednnthe bombs in the air, fly around as we starennthe rockets red glare, mothers runnin scarednnthe corpses prepared in their dark solitairennmaybe soon i'll be goin therennnnthey got a price on me i got a price on themnnwe got our lives to live, i'm not unlike himnnreaching out a soldiers hand, buried faces in the sandnnthrowin blood out on the land, playin loud the army bandnnnnwill you love me with my face blown awaynnwith my hollow eyes, my mind decayednni've made children run, with the bark of my gunnnheat pours from the sun, ain't no war ever been wonnnnni'll be comin home in the month of junenni'm comin home in the month of june