When I was young the world taught me
That it’s right to fight for your country
And to serve in her majesty’s military
Is the best service you can give
So I’m off to answer the marching drum
And they’ll give me a number and they’ll give me a gun
Like the propagandic pictures in the pages of the Sun
I’m off to be a soldier
You’ll talk of duty and you’ll talk of right
You’ll fill me up with national pride
And stories of glory and the noble fight
‘till I’m ready to kill for you
Oh wind the key up in my back
Keep me jacking up the union jack
I’m leaving now and never coming back
For I’m off to be a soldier
Now I stand on a foreign land
Blood is falling on foreign sand
And I look at the rifle in my hand:
You want me to kill for you
But the enemy is just a man like me
Trained to die for his country
A pawn in the palm of the social-elite
He’s off to be a soldier
Once upon a time in the days of yore
When they needed more bodies for the empire’s war
Men trained up stabbing sacks of straw
With bayonet, pike and sword
The result of this exercise:
The enemy’s dehumanised
Once you believe all men are just straw inside
You’re off to be a soldier
Heave away, oh heave away
I’m off to fight on foreign soil
Heave away, oh heave away
Heave away oh heave away
Fight and die for foreign oil
Heave away, oh heave away
The same process still takes place
Each enemy stripped of their human face
Except the straw men have now been replaced
With bigoted media hype:
Racist propaganda and imperialist lies
Now render the enemy dehumanised
Once they’re just murdering extremist stereotypes
You’re off to be a soldier
Heave away, oh heave away
I’m off to fight on foreign soil
Heave away, oh heave away
Heave away oh heave away
Fight and die for foreign oil
Heave away, oh heave away
So, listen politician and you fat-cats too
I’m not gonna fight and die for you
To spread the cancer of your warped world-view
To far-off foreign shores
I will fight to bring your system down
To topple the government, church and crown
Burn your fortress down to the ground
‘cause I’m never gonna be a soldier
Heave away, oh heave away
I’m off to fight on foreign soil
Heave away, oh heave away
Heave away oh heave away
Fight and die for foreign oil
Heave away, oh heave away
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fell into Days n' Daze when I was travelling, thanks to some of my road dogs. I don't have that freedom anymore but I feel a piece of it Everytime I listen to their music. love y'all! thefool309
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Comme d'habitude, j'ai bien du mal à choisir une "favorite track" avec ce groupe de Trashgrass qui excelle dans son domaine.
Mais là, j'ai réussi à me décider finalement. XD EklektikTrip
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