Story Behind The Song

In Air Force basic training there was a guy who was a... how you say... idiot savant? He couldn't make his bed, or stay in step, he had limited social skills, but he was an electronics genius! True story. His last name was Patrick. We were told to just

Song Description

A fun, funky song about a real person I knew in the Air Force

Lyrics

It was the summer of seventy eight
I tossed my future to the winds of fate
Joined the military
Said San Antone is the place to be
Me and forty nine other guys
In bed by nine and up at five
Got to know them all well
Except for one
We couldn't tell
Something wrong with his head
Couldn't tie his shoes or make his bed
We teased him; was he hurt?
We couldn't tell he was an introvert
He wouldn't say a damn thing
He was a genius; electronics
Wasn't bitter, he was recognized
They wanted him in Washington
All for themselves

Chorus:
Patrick introduce yourself
Patrick introduce yourself

You should speak up
If you wanna get out
Of this place and go on your way
Even if you must
Learn to shout
I'm sure you don't want to stay
So I say hey, hey, hey, hey

Chorus:

When will you learn to make your bed
And to march without stepping on heels
If you don't soon we'll slap your head
And then I'm sure we'll hear you squeal
So I say hey, hey, hey, hey

Instr. bridge

In time we found him out
Patrick was special without a doubt
Sometimes he was a pain
But why get mad, who could we blame
He knew not what he did
Now where'd they find this funny kid
Who loved to be alone
With circuit boards instead of bones
Always getting caught
Lost in time, deep in thought
Get up get out of bed
We were blessed, I confess
An experience I won't forget
I'll see you much later

Now I think you will do fine
And in life you will go very far
But only if you open up
And tell the people who you are
So I say, hey, hey, hey, hey

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