Oh Camil, tell me how do you feel
You fought for your country
for God and for war,
now your heart tells you that can't be real.
So you tell me your story from beginning to end
all the blood and the guts and the gore
will you tell all the people
'bout the people you killed,
not for God, but for country and war
Oh! Camil, tell me what did you mother say,
when you left those people out in the fields,
rotting along with the hay
Did you show her your medals
Did you show her your guns
Did you show her the ears that you wore
Did you show her a picture of the people you killed
not for God, but for country and war
Oh! Camil, tell me why are you in this place
When you stood up for justice your country replied
by throwing it back in your face.
When you tell me your story
are you making amends for all of the hatred you saw
Will you tell all the people about the people that cry out for God
not for country or war
You fought for your country
for God and for war,
now your heart tells you that can't be real.
So you tell me your story from beginning to end
all the blood and the guts and the gore
will you tell all the people
'bout the people you killed,
not for God, but for country and war
Oh! Camil, tell me what did you mother say,
when you left those people out in the fields,
rotting along with the hay
Did you show her your medals
Did you show her your guns
Did you show her the ears that you wore
Did you show her a picture of the people you killed
not for God, but for country and war
Oh! Camil, tell me why are you in this place
When you stood up for justice your country replied
by throwing it back in your face.
When you tell me your story
are you making amends for all of the hatred you saw
Will you tell all the people about the people that cry out for God
not for country or war
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