Andy Goggin

Lyrics

Sergeant Terry Johnson was on parade
Pushing his K-Mart trolley
The sidewalk is his new battleground
His weapon, an old torn brolly

Sergeant Terry Johnson was on parade
Proudly wearing his medals
His raincoat, his new uniform
His mission, to fight his devils

Though his head is held high
His expectations are low
Every day he scrapes by
Fighting each brand new foe
His memory's fading like the life in his eyes
He dreams of invading, but he doesn't know why

Sergeant Terry Johnson was on parade
In the back of a plain black hearse
The graveyard, his new resting place
His casket, freeing his curse

Though his head was held high
His expectations were low
Every day he scraped by
Fighting each brand new foe
His memory faded as his life left his eyes
His fate, he awaited as he laid down to die

Sergeant Terry Johnson was on parade