[Verse]
When I came back from Luang Prabang
I didn't have a thing where my balls used to hang
But I got a wood medal and a fine harangue
Now I'm a fucking hero

[Chorus[
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me

[Verse]
And now the boys all envy me:
I fought for Christian Democracy
With nothing but air where my balls used to be
Now I'm a fucking hero

[Chorus]
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me

[Verse]
When one and twenty cannon thunder
Into the bloody wild blue yonder
For a patriotic ball-less wonder
Now I'm a fucking hero
[Chorus]
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me

[Verse]
In Luang Prabang there is a spot
Where the corpses of your brothers rot
And every corpse is a patriot
And every corpse is a hero

[Chorus]
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me