The War Effort - Lemons lyrics

April winds are firey And a sea shell was never my home Can't fault a dreamer you'll not find me And her eyes will be swollen and cold How can this fire be so chilling Where can our mothers be found Dress me in camp Carolina Get me a plane out of town Fathers of fathers are not vexing To a bramble that's caught in my hair When red is not d**h that's when we'll sing Oh and John will follow with out a care He'll follow you without a care Lemons are our food in the evening Mascots of our ruined night My friend my God why you fleeting My special service is done done done done