American Style
Dedicated to Johnny Spann
I’m going to Afghanistan
It’s there I’ll make my final stand
Like Johnny Spann and everyone
Who loved him
I know you may not understand
I find myself the kind of man
To cross the line in the sand
For something
This is war, American style
Nightmares come of age
Deliver me from rage
This is war
The target looks like every man
I see him in the market stand
I could take him now
If I’m not wrong
Before he gets to Pakistan
I’ll track him through the mountains and
He’ll give me one reason
To be strong
This is war, American style
Nightmares come of age
Deliver me from rage
This is war
Winter’s come, it bites my hands
Like every day I’ve walked these lands
I’ve found another reason
For a man’s revenge
With every shot I’ve made my stand
So many men so much demand
I’ll never leave, I’ve joined the band
Until the very end
This is war, American style
Nightmares come of age
Deliver me from rage
This is war
Face to face, hand to hand
Fighting for the promised land
Every target, every man
Squeeze and go
I look at him and his demands
I know he’ll never understand
I’ve always had the upper hand
He will not know
This is war, American style
Nightmares come of age
Deliver me from rage
This is war
Metal Power Trio
Solo Acoustic
