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I was waiting tables in a restaurant in Tokyo

When I heard that the bombs had started falling.

Emotional young man, I started crying, but there was work to do, tables to serve.

I remember Desert Storm. Were you actually there?

Our friend jrd3820 recommended this book from the same era:

Grab On To Me Tightly As If I Knew The Way
http://www.amazon.com/Grab-On-Tightly-Knew-Way/dp/B002WTC9U6


http://youtu.be/5047bfXGxn8

Ev'rywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy
Cause summer's here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy
But what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
Cause in sleepy London town
There's just no place for a street fighting man
No
Hey! Think the time is right for a palace revolution
But where I live the game to play is compromise solution
Well, then what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
'Cause in sleepy London town
There's no place for a street fighting man
No
Hey! Said my name is called disturbance
I'll shout and scream, I'll kill the king, I'll rail at all his servants
Well, what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
Cause in sleepy London town
There's no place for a street fighting man