Unknown Soldier

Oh.... two, three, four! Joey is out of school, didn't fucking ask for much Couldn't get a job, the Marines, his last hope Down at the frontline with a gun, not a toy Kill many men, not asking what for Joey's family, the comrades next to him Die one by one, his luck is running out Joey wrote back home, his parents unemployed The rich is fucking laughing, profits from the war Go! Joey is off to die for another senseless war No arms, no legs, his mother cries at home Joey wears the flag, so proud to fight for us And for a government that doesn't give a fuck Go! Joey is off to die for another senseless war No arms, no legs, his mother cries at home Joey wears the flag, so proud to fight for us And for a government that doesn't give a fuck Marching to the left, marching to the right Marching on the frontline, what a fucking sight Marching to the left, marching to the right Marching on the frontline, what a way to die Joey, Joey, Joey Tell me what you see now Joey, Joey, Joey Please, come back home now Marching to the left, marching to the right Marching on the frontline, what a fucking sight Marching to the left, marching to the right Marching on the frontline, what a way to die