About Mad Season. Featuring Alice in Chains singer Layne Staley, Pearl Jam guitarist Mike McCready, and Screaming Trees drummer Barrett Martin, the short-lived Seattle supergroup Mad Season explored the more graceful side of grunge on their one and only album, 1995’s Above. HOMETOWN. Listen to I Don't Wanna Be A Soldier - Live at The Moore from Mad Season's Above (Deluxe Edition) for free, and see the artwork, lyrics and similar artists. Playing via Spotify Playing via YouTube Playback options Down to the water. Drawn to the flame. This life will leave you crippled. Don't you know the game. Once you woke up choking. But then you held it down. Dry as the sand in the desert. Black as the Would wanna be with me forever. Why don't you stay (oh), stay (oh) Don't you wanna be my Soldier? If only it was us against the world. (Tell me, tell me, tell me) Tell me, would you stand for all the worth? (Worth, worth) Your silence is a gun, gun, gun, gun. Aiming at the one, one, one, one. Formed in Seattle, Washington in 1994, they released only one studio album, “Above”, that is best known for the single “River of Deceit”. Due to addiction problems with some of the members Mad Season · Song · 1995. Listen to I Don't Wanna Be A Soldier - remix on Spotify. Mad Season · Song · 1995. Mad Season · Song · 1995. Listen to I Don't Wanna I don't wanna be a soldier mama. I don't wanna die. Well. I don't wanna be a sailor mama. I don't wanna fly. Well. I don't wanna be a failure mama. I don't wanna cry. Well. I'll search if you don't see it You're thirsty, I'll be rain You get hurt, I'll take your pain I know you don't believe it But I said it and I still mean it When you heard what I told you When you get worried, I'll be your soldier Funny when times get hard At the last moment when you're supposed to charge We're always on the longest yard For clear space and soundness of mind I've let you play me for some time One can only receive and retain But the lies you recite for your gain So you rely on my faith in your kind At least I believe it to be. I could either drown. Or pull off my skin and swim to shore. Now I can grow a beautiful. Shell for all to see. The river of deceit pulls down. The only direction we flow is down. Down, oh down. Submit Corrections. F6TnsC.