Soldier Boy - Aushua



     
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Soldier Boy Lyrics


I was born on a railroad track
With the weight of the world strapped to my back
Born to be a soldier boy, born to be a soldier boyLooking for a life in a graveyard town
If you never get lost, you never get found
Born to be a soldier boy, born to be a soldier boy
Born to be a soldier boy, born to be a soldier boyI fell in love with an impossible girl
She was my breath in this strangled world
Born to be a soldier boy, born to be soldier boyShe broke my heart with my best friend's name
Now my mind still works, but it's not the same
Born to be a soldier boy, born to be a soldier boy
Born to be a soldier boy, born to be a soldier boyWe go bang, ba-bang, ba-bang, ba-bang, ticky, ticky
Bang, ba-bang, ba-bang, ba-bang, lo, lo, lo, lo
Bang, ba-bang, ba-bang, ba-bang, ticky, ticky
Bang, ba-bang, ba-bang, ba-bang, lo, lo, lo, loSo many people wanna watch things grow
Either they're blind or they just don't know
Born to be a soldier boy, born to be a soldier boyMy daddy was done before he turned nineteen
My momma was run like a fast machine
Born to be a soldier boy, born to be a soldier boySo I cross my heart and I hope to die

Like an aeroplane, baby, coming out of the sky
Born to be a soldier boy, born to be a soldier boy
Born to be a soldier boy, born to be a soldier boyWe go bang, ba-bang, ba-bang, ba-bang, ticky, ticky
Bang, ba-bang, ba-bang, ba-bang, lo, lo, lo, lo
Bang, ba-bang, ba-bang, ba-bang, ticky, ticky
Bang, ba-bang, ba-bang, ba-bang, lo, lo, lo, loBang, ba-bang, ba-bang, ba-bang, ticky, ticky
Bang, ba-bang, ba-bang, ba-bang, lo, lo, lo, lo
Bang, ba-bang, ba-bang, ba-bang, ticky, ticky
Bang, ba-bang, ba-bang, ba-bang, lo, lo, lo, lo

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Only a short time ago, three midwestern brothers and one hippie got together to form a pop band. They moved into a moldy garage and called themselves Aushua. After about 7 days they got up on a stage and sang some songs. There was joy. There was mystery. There was something. Only three months into their existence, they got tired of having stuffy noses every morning from the damp, moldy garage so they spent the few bucks they had in their pockets and hauled their guitars, amps, and a fine gentleman named Elliot Richardson into a chapel on a hill to make a record.

Read more about Aushua on Last.fm.


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