Unknown Soldier

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