Foxhole (Live at the Old Waldorf, San Francisco, June 29, 1978)

Soldier boy stands at a full salute
He wants your orders to execute
Send him out the screaming red lights
In a narrow ditch for the funny fights (Ha ha ha)

Foxhole, foxhole
Too much danger
Foxhole, foxhole
Where's my guardian angel?
Foxhole, foxhole

You show me the war
I don't know what for
You show me the war
But the war is such a bore

In the line of duty, in the line of fire
A heartless heart is my only desire

Foxhole, foxhole
Too much danger
Foxhole, foxhole
Where's my guardian angel?
Foxhole, foxhole
I don't know

The flashing sword has been explored
The perfect slice, perfect slice of life

I feel the shells hit
Exploding my head
Goodbye arms
So long, head

Foxhole, foxhole
Too much danger
Foxhole, foxhole
Where's my guardian angel?
Foxhole, foxhole

Pin me down
Go ahead it's a cinch
You pin me down
Oh you'll feel the pinch
I was trained

Foxhole, foxhole
Foxhole, foxhole
Foxhole, foxhole
Foxhole, foxhole
Foxhole, foxhole
Foxhole, foxhole
I'm in trouble (Foxhole, foxhole)
I'm your trouble (Foxhole, foxhole)
Your trouble (Foxhole, foxhole)
Your trouble (Foxhole, foxhole)



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Writer(s): Tom Verlaine
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