And from a tiny river town you came.
With mamma's rock-star dreams in tow, and daddy's brains.
But the rats they fought you tooth and nail.
With the way they rigged this game, you had to fail.
But that's all behind you now, boy

And from a tiny river town you came.
With nothing up your sleeve but a dirty forearm and an ace.
They drug you through that slaughterhouse at will.
You were the soldier without a kill.

Oh, who's gonna save your soul? Who's gonna make your heart beat again?