Army Brat (feat. Hunter Keegan)

There's no place like home
No place like home
Like a withered figured tree
This world appears to be
No place like home

Campfires sing to me
Sing to me
In Roman catholic garb
The Angels and the stars, they sing to me

The sergeants welcoming
While the corporal's laughing
At the army brat
The army brat
Lieutenant's got a gun
As we're following the Son
The army brat

I see the bumble-birds and the bees
There's more than meets the eye
So the milligrams get high
For no more of these

The sergeants welcoming
While the corporal's laughing
At the army brat
The army brat
Lieutenant's got a gun
As we're following the Son
The army brat



Credits
Writer(s): Megan Morin
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