Sister's got her toaster
On the ledge right by the tub
Billy's in a wheelchair
Staring at a stub
From a leg he lost in Baghdad
He'll keep on staring till the day he dies
He's got them post war blues
And he can't help but ask somebody why
Daddy smokes a cigarette
And pours himself a drink
Mama's on the windowsill
And all she does is think
There's neighbors at the door
But she don't want to see 'em today
She's got them post war blues
And I guess all she can do is kneel and pray
Grandpa's watching CNN
He's engulfed in every word
He don't get out that much
He says it's all absurd
He's got them terror alerts memorized
From orange to yellow to red
He's got them post war blues
And he's counting out the wounded from the dead
Billy was going to college
When he got out of the Corps
But I guess he won't be going
Back to school anymore
Since he went to killing 101
He ain't got too much to say
He's got them post war blues
And he's angry almost every single day
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