Make It Funky
Pete Lyrics
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In a strange and foreign land
A soldier packs his memories
As he leaves Afghanistan
And back home, they don't know too much
There's just no way to tell
I guess you had to be there
And there won't be any victory parades
For those that's coming back
They'll fly them in at midnight
And unload the body sacks
And the living will be walking down
A long and lonely road
Because nobody seems to care these days
When a soldier makes it home
They'll say it wasn't easy
Just another job, well done
As the government in Kabul falls
To the sounds of rebel guns
And the faces of the comrades
Being blown out of the sky
Leaves you bitter with the feeling
That they didn't have to die
And there won't be any victory parades
For those that's coming back
They'll fly them in at midnight
And unload the body sacks
And the living will be walking down
A long and lonely road
Because nobody seems to care these days
When a soldier makes it home
Halfway around the world tonight
In a strange and foreign land
A soldier unpacks memories
That he saved from Vietnam
Back home they didn't know too much
There was just no way to tell
I guess you had to be there
For to know that war was hell
And there wasn't any big parades
For those that made it back
They flew them in at midnight
And unloaded all the sacks
And the living were left walking down
A long and lonely road
Because nobody seemed to care back then
When a soldier made it home
The night is coming quickly
And the stars are on their way
As I stare into the evening
Looking for the words to say
That I saw the lonely soldier
Just a boy that's far from home
And I saw that I was just like him
While upon this earth I roam
And there may not be any big parades
If I ever make it back
As I come home under cover
Through a world that can't keep track
Of the heroes who have fallen
Let alone the ones who won't
Which is why nobody seems to care
When a soldier makes it home
The song "Make It Funky" by Pete is a poignant tribute to soldiers who fought in war and whose service is often overlooked and undervalued. The lyrics express the emotions of a soldier who is leaving Afghanistan and packing his memories. The soldier reflects on the fact that back home, people have no idea what he has been through and how difficult war really is. The soldier is bitter about the lack of recognition for those who have died in combat, and he feels that nobody seems to care when a soldier makes it back home alive.
The song has two stories that run parallel to express the similar theme of lack of acknowledgment for soldiers' service. The first story is about a soldier returning from Afghanistan and packing his memories. The second story is about a soldier who returned previously from Vietnam and unpacking his memories. Both of them recall going unnoticed and unappreciated for their services.
The lyrics also highlight the bitter reality of war and the cost of patriotism. The lines, "And the faces of the comrades, Being blown out of the sky, Leaves you bitter with the feeling That they didn't have to die," poignantly convey how the soldier is heartbroken by the loss of his comrades and how the costs of war are too high.
Overall, Pete's "Make It Funky" is a powerful song that highlights the struggles and sacrifices made by soldiers in war and how their service is often unrecognized.
Line by Line Meaning
Halfway around the world tonight
A soldier is far away from home and in a foreign land
In a strange and foreign land
The soldier is not accustomed to the country or its customs
A soldier packs his memories
The soldier is leaving Afghanistan and packing up his personal belongings
As he leaves Afghanistan
The soldier is departing from Afghanistan
And back home, they don't know too much
The people back home lack knowledge about the soldier's experiences
There's just no way to tell
It is impossible to relay the full story of the war to people who were not present
I guess you had to be there
The true experience of the war can only be understood if a person was present in the warzone
For to know that war was hell
Only those present in the warzone can truly understand the horrors of war
And there won't be any victory parades
Returning soldiers will not receive any celebratory parades
For those that's coming back
The soldiers returning home will not have any public recognition
They'll fly them in at midnight
Returning soldiers will be brought back to their home country during the night
And unload the body sacks
The soldiers who have died will be transported back to their home country in body bags
And the living will be walking down
Returning soldiers will face a long and difficult journey to readjust to civilian life
A long and lonely road
The journey for returning soldiers can be a lonely and challenging one
Because nobody seems to care these days
There is a lack of public support or appreciation for returning soldiers
When a soldier makes it home
Returning soldiers are not shown the respect and honor they deserve
They'll say it wasn't easy
The difficulties and struggles of returning soldiers are often overlooked
Just another job, well done
Returning soldiers are often viewed as simply doing their duty, without much gratitude
As the government in Kabul falls
The Afghan government is unstable and unsafe
To the sounds of rebel guns
The country is ravaged by war and civil unrest
And the faces of the comrades
The soldiers often lose their friends and colleagues in the war
Being blown out of the sky
There are often fatal combat experiences where soldiers die instantly due to explosions or gunfire
Leaves you bitter with the feeling
The war and loss of life leaves a lasting bitter feeling
That they didn't have to die
Many soldiers feel that the war was unnecessary and futile
In a strange and foreign land
The soldier is once again in an unfamiliar country
A soldier unpacks memories
The soldier is opening up his memories of his service in Vietnam
That he saved from Vietnam
The soldier has kept his memories of the war in Vietnam safe
And there wasn't any big parades
The soldiers returning from Vietnam did not receive the same recognition and gratitude as other soldiers
For those that made it back
The soldiers who returned home safely did not receive parades or celebrations
They flew them in at midnight
Returning soldiers from Vietnam were brought in during an uneventful time
And unloaded all the sacks
The soldiers who were killed in Vietnam were brought back to their home country in body bags
And the living were left walking down
Returning soldiers were left to deal with the aftermath of the war on their own
The night is coming quickly
The time for the soldier to leave is fast approaching
And the stars are on their way
As the sky becomes dark, the stars appear
As I stare into the evening
The soldier is looking out into the night
Looking for the words to say
The soldier is struggling to express his emotions and experiences
That I saw the lonely soldier
The soldier recounts his experience of seeing a fellow soldier who was isolated and feeling alone
Just a boy that's far from home
The soldier is young and far from his home country
And I saw that I was just like him
The soldier realizes that he too is experiencing the same struggles as his comrade
While upon this earth I roam
The soldier reflects on his time spent on Earth, away from his home country
And there may not be any big parades
The soldier is aware that he may not receive any recognition for his service
If I ever make it back
The soldier is unsure if he will even return home safely
As I come home under cover
Returning soldiers are often hidden or kept away from the public eye
Through a world that can't keep track
The world is so busy that it cannot keep up with or acknowledge the experiences of returning soldiers
Of the heroes who have fallen
Soldiers who died during service are often viewed as heroes
Let alone the ones who won't
The struggles of returning soldiers are often ignored, let alone the soldiers who died during service
Which is why nobody seems to care
The general public often fails to recognize the sacrifices made by soldiers
When a soldier makes it home
Returning soldiers often face a lack of support or recognition for their service
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Written by: ARLO GUTHRIE
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