The Soldier Song

Drum beat; Trumpet call.

Add sounds of soldier's hall.

Sirens are ringing,

Soldiers get in line to die.

This is the Solider Song.

Take up arms, and lead the way,

No one really knows where we're going anyways.

Warrior hats, they come in green.

In their hats they run!

Little green dots in the desert sun.

This is the Soldier Song.

Guns of evil, loud as ever,

Drowning out my useless call,

Stop toy soldiers!

You're not a wind up doll!

But they don't care to listen.

And when the sand settles on bloody bodies,

Everyone is dead.

And I refuse to cry alone, so I don't cry at all.

This is the Soldier Song.