Who Goes There?


Who Goes There?


(Spoken) Sometimes on nights like this, when the fog rolls in from the water and the choppers fly in from the airport, it almost seems like I'm back in 'Nam. I close my eyes sometimes and catch a whiff of that smell...

(Sung)

I was just about as cherry as a cherry could be

The day we went on ambush on hill 223

I was adding the time to the end of my hitch

When he put me on point, that son-of-a-bitch.

They can train your body

and they can train your mind.

But they can't prepare you for that very first time.

My heart was racing, I was pumped up with fear

And all I could think was, I shouldn't be here.

Who goes there, friend or foe?

How much longer until I go home?

Somebody tell me because I don't know.

Who goes there, friend or foe?

I cut through the jungle my eyes like a knife

And stare as the elephant grass comes to life.

I look at him as he looks at me

And both of our bodies fire instantly.

I'll never forget that look in his eyes

As his chest explodes and his bullets whiz by.

In a flash it's over. I am in the clear.

Why am I alive? I shouldn't be here.

Who goes there, friend or foe?

Am I crazy? I just want to go home.

Somebody help me because I don't know.

Who goes there, friend or foe?

I'm salty now, got one under my belt.

But where are the feelings that I should have felt?

The perimeter's set. We're tucked in for the night.

I drew first watch. Now I'm sitting tight.

I am searching the darkness, looking for signs,

But all I can see is the look in his eyes.

Is that something moving? Is somebody there?

I want to go home. I shouldn't be here.

Quiet now, the night has grown still.

Something's going to happen. I know it will.

Deathly calm all around, time for the kill.

God help me. Now I live for the thrill.

Gotta get my weapon... God, no. Not again!

I'm trapped inside this nightmare

like a mannequin.

I need my weapon, it's my only chance.

It's the only way I can break out of this trance.

They're coming soon, I know it.

Like they always do!

I'm frozen here with fear. I can't move!

Locked to the dark with my ten thousand mile stare

I see that look in his eyes. I shouldn't be here!


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