Bullets - Hawksley Workman

You are every bit a soldier

I won’t forget you too soon

You’ve got pies in the oven

All across the sea

I’m just here fighting for our liberty

That and a cold glass of beer

Yeah, that’s why I’m here

And stealin' coins is not really stealin'

When I’m with these boys

No, we don’t share feelings

But we sure make noise

Crashing on enemy walls

We crash till it falls

And if I fall to taste the ground

And you hear that fire bell sound

But don’t fear

It’s just the bullets

Bouncing off my helmet

Don’t fear

Don’t fear

It’s just the bullets

Bouncing off my helmet

Don’t fear

Kindly

Keep this between you and me baby

Don’t tell the papers just what I said

No, just let them figure it out

What’s in my head

On ships at bay

I tattooed an anchor right beside your name

An anchor so sure that I won’t float away

It’s under my uniform sleeve

It’s there till I leave

And if I fall to taste the ground

And you hear that fire bell sound

Well, don’t fear

It’s just the bullets

Bouncing off my helmet

Don’t fear

Don’t fear

It’s just the bullets

Bouncing off my helmet

Don’t fear

Don’t fear

Don’t fear

It’s just the bullets

Bouncing off my helmet

Don’t fear

Don’t fear

It’s just the bullets

Bouncing off my helmet

Don’t fear

Don’t fear (don't fear)

It’s just the bullets

Bouncing off my helmet (it's just a bullet, just a bullet that you hear)

Don’t fear

Don’t fear (don't fear)

It’s just the bullets

Boncing off my helmet (it's just a bullet, just a bullet that you hear)

Don’t fear

Don’t fear