When i was home Skyhill Drive Was electronically alive But now I'm livin' in Vandeberg So military absurd When things are slow down on the base We can shoot tear gas in the dummy's face We can stick our bayonets in the ground When the president comes we'll stand around He'll give a dollar for your fingers Two dollar for your eyes You pay the price of freedom, boy so realize ♪ Well I guess I'll help in B.F Nam Teach 'em how to vote and how to bomb My life's a small enough price to pay To teach those commies American Way Now I'm laying on my face And the death explosion every place I thought I heard the medic say, "he's blind" I guess I'm next to stand in line I'll get a dollar for my fingers Two dollar for my eyes I paid the price of freedom, now I realize I can see the world's a better place if I could see it all I hear my German shepherd coming down the hall