I count the cases piled up high
For the 1:15.
For platform and for passerby
It’s the same routine.
I’m ranting while Im raving,
There’s nothing here worth saving.
Tell me now, what more do you need?
Take me to Walter Reed tonight.
Baby I’ve lost the will for fighting
Over everything.
Well there’s a few things I gotta say
And make no mistake, I’m mad
'Cause every good thing I’ve had
Abandoned me.
All I want to do is hide.
It’s graduation day
And everything I learned inside
Didn’t seem to pay.
I’ve had my fill of palm trees
And lighting up Grauman’s Chinese.
Tell me now, what more do you need?
Take me to Walter Reed tonight.
Baby I’ve lost the will for fighting
Over everything
And there’s a few things I gotta say.
Make no mistake, I’m mad.
'Cause every good thing I had
Abandoned me.
A sad and lonesome me.
I’m the walking wounded
And I’d say it to your face
But I can’t find my place.
So tell me now, what more do you need?
Take me to Walter Reed tonight.
Baby I’ve lost the will for fighting
Over everything
And there’s a few things I gotta say.
Make no mistake, I’m mad
'Cause every good thing I had
Abandoned me.
A sad and lonesome me.
A sad and lonesome me.
A sad and lonesome me
Back when I drove by the old Walter Reed on Georgia Ave on my way to work at a trauma Hosp in DC each day. After we got out of Iraq (mostly) they shut it down. I was bereft. This song reminds me of a soldier’s wounds of PTSD. Thankfully they’re in NIH now.