My new song I wrote while deployed here in Baghdad, Iraq. All the music I performed with my mouth. My buddy Justin Delarwelle filmed it, and I edited it.

Please tell your friends about this and help make this a big viral hit. This place blows and that would cheer me up to see this passed around like a bottle of booze.

This Place Blows (Iraq) lyrics
by Ryan A. Conklin

Greetings to you and as you can tell
I'm back in Iraq and it's hot as Hell.
Try to forget this but have no fear,
we know we'll be back before next year.
Our job is the farthest from a nine-to-five.
We try our hardest just to stay alive.
Every day we drive outside the wire,
I'm hopin' our Humvees don't draw some fire.
AKs and bombs, it's what we face.
Who in their right mind would want to live in this place?
There's no chow halls we got MRE's.
Dear Mom, send tuna and Chef-Boy-R-Dees.
The vest I wear, it hurts my back,
but that's how we do it in Baghdad, Iraq.
You're in the desert so don't forget
Your uniform doesn't blend in to shit.
These aint Timberlands, there khaki boots.
I'm about to kick them where my captain poops.
Maxims a'plenty, they are so fun.
Hey, stop whackin' in the port-a-john.

Iraq (this place blows)
Iraq
Iraq (this place blows)
I'm sick and tired of living in Iraq
(X2)

Iraqi Army, don't get me started.
Their biggest concern is just who farted.
Try to work with them is like a faithless leap.
They won't watch your back but you can watch them sleep.
The streets are packed with people that stare.
I wonder to myself whether they even care?
Haji this and haji that.
Is he squatting or taking a crap?
I really don't know nor do I care
I just want to get the hell out of here.
I miss my life, my friends, my family.
I'm hoping everything is just fine and dandy.
Please Obama get us outta here
so I can go home and drink some beer.
And I know that you say Yes We Can.
So let's shift the focus to Afghanistan.

Iraq (this place blows)
Iraq
Iraq (this place blows)
I'm sick and tired of living in Iraq.
(X2)

Fuck this, I gotta go.
Something in Baghdad's about to blow.
A few more months and I'll be through
and I'll be drinking cases of beers with you.

Iraq (this place blows)
Iraq
Iraq (this place blows)
I'm sick and tired of living in Iraq.
(X2) (less info)