He used to be such a chatterbox Now that is all that he can do Never again will he walk the streets with his hands in his pockets 'Cause his hands and feet are gone It was a big mistake of him to try to disarm this mine The society has given up on him Lucky to exist or maybe not Girls on the street aren't looking at him The way they used to look at him And think what a goodlooking young man I wish that he was lying next to me in my bed He just wanted to create a safe environment For those children to play careless on their land But something went wrong He ignited the bomb This mine did it's job Mutilated a man It has only one life So it won't explode again But the other millions will