Eddie wants to go for a ride
The only thing is that; young Eddie died
Now he's waiting for me outside
He says he wants to be with me
When he opens it wide
These days I come across disposable strays
I try to put it out of my mind
Tell me why doesn't Jesus come and lift them away
Move them back behind the front line
I'm keeping a stone where my heart should be
Dragging it home in the desert heat
Soldiering on after everyone's gone
A shell of a hero, a son of a gun
Eddie's laying low for a while
He's a tear in the fabric; he's a lesson in style
Stationed at the end of the dial
Playing the favourites;
You can hear it for miles
One day they'll capture your expendable boy
Tell him that he's one-of-a-kind
Then grind down his edges and ship him ahoy
With precious little doubt in his mind
One thing you can say; he's a real peach
Holding his own down on Juno beach
Soldiering on after everyone's gone
A shell of a hero, a son of a gun
