Flashback Weekend by Mick Strauss Lyrics

Anybody ever know What you've seen and where you've been
Anyone out there hear the sound of the funeral drum ?

Beating in your head / making you numb ? / FlashBack Weekend

They're comin' home so fast /Firing from the past

Can anybody see who hides beneath this skin
You're loosing everything your wife your friends and your kin
Even this funny hummm/ is ringin' in your shins it's a flashback
They're comin' home so fast tearin' through your past

You gotta lock them 
Away all these flashbacks

Nobody will never know what goes on at war
If you could only write the musical score
Of all the crazy madmen who are waiting at your door it's a FlashBack 
They're comin' home so fast firing from the past

Hey veteran you're battlin' with your lions
When they prey on you, you just can't stop from crying
If you could have some sunshine to wipe away the tears/ 
They're comin' home so fast tearin' through your past
It's them flashbacks
You gotta lock them away 
It's them flashbacks lock them away