Springtime - The Killing of the Village Idiot lyrics

Held up to the light with tweezers
The land of aches and pains
Appeared to some outsiders
Quite in the need of being saved

But from way up in their Black Hawks
All the locals looked like ants
All them poppy milking dancing boys
Would've never stood a chance

Enter gallant soldier C
Like a man without a leader
What's a farm boy meant to do but run
When he swoops out of the ether with his gun
And he killed the village idiot
To win his heart and mind I guess
But his winning means you're losing
When you're running and he shoots you
In the back of your head

Now some operators worry
That they'll be getting a bad name
Among locals convinced way way back
That they were all the fucking same

But who cares what carpet baggers
On the make have got to say
Let alone some Afghan farmer
Just trying to live another day

But now it's bye bye, tail between your legs
Another empire in the grave
Pretending nothing's happening
Pretending like the day's been saved

Now in an outpost on a mountain
Local fighters smoke their hash
By a Humvee up on blocks
In a burned out stable
The years go by, loyalties shift
Like the seasons in the valleys
But, it's fair to say that fair play's
Just some far off fairy tale