Street Dogs - War after the war.

Street dogs es una banda de punk rock de Boston formada por Mike McColgan también perteneciente a la famosa Dropkick Murphys, esta banda en algunas canciones muestra abiertamente su apoyo a las tropas y los soldados de su país como esas caras anónimas que solo son cifras en los informes de sus políticos, los mismos políticos que son bañados en elegíos cuando una campaña sale exitosa, pero bueno que me extiendo.

La canción me ha llamado la atención por que trata sobre el TEP (trastorno de estrés postraumático) que sufren algunos soldados al volver a casa, en Colombia el tratamiento del mismo aún esta en pañales muchos de los soldados y sobre todo ex secuestrados que salen con este diagnostico sufren depresión, insomnio y súbitos ataques de agresividad que terminan por afectar el entorno familiar y laboral y como este no es bien tratado condena a tener una pensión vitalicia, pues las empresas son reacias a contratarlos como personal despues.

Letra:
What about the war after the war?
What about the war after the war?
I don't wanna sing about it anymore
But who cares for them all when they get home?
What about the war after the war?
What about the war after the war?
Does anybody even care anymore?
But who cares for them all when they get home?

Born in North Carolina, first born out of nine.
Played little league ball, boy scouts, loved rock and roll.
Played soldiers with the boys, spun bottles with the girls.
His world shook up on that September morn.

And what about the war after the war?
What about the war after the war?
I don't wanna sing about it anymore
But who cares for them all when they get home?
What about the war after the war?
What about the war after the war?
Does anybody even care anymore?
But who cares for them all when they get home?

He joined as a soldier to go out and save the world.
Had roadside bombs blow right up in his face.
Seeing dead ones and remains.
Getting shot at once again, for an injured women or child he couldn't help.
This is hell.
November 15th he gets home, feeling guilty desperate and alone.
His family they do not understand.
Angry drinking, sleeping on.
Wondering what the hell have we really won?
Why did I get to survive while others died?

So what about the war after the war?
What about the war after the war?
I don't wanna sing about it anymore
But who cares for them all when they get home?
What about the war after the war?
What about the war after the war?
Does anybody even care anymore?
But who cares for them all when they get home?

Coming home but it ain't home.
Coming home but it ain't home.
Coming home from the zone.
Coming home I feel alone.