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Young boy soldier's got everything he needs
He's got a gun on his shoulderand a badge on his sleeve
He's got boots and grenadesand knitted mittens that his mother made him
Hey boy watcha' doin' out here?
You look a little squeemishand you're so full of fear
You're too young to diein a war full of questionswhose answer is why
Tin soldier
Tin man
Enemy soldier's got everything he needs
He slips a gun on his shoulderas he bows to his knees
He ain't afraid to die
For his government he'd give his life
Hey boy watcha' doin' out there?
You're running like a madmanwith a wild-eyed stare
So you're afraid of nothin'
Well step inside these bootsand I'll show you something
You're a tin soldier
Tin man"
Attention!!! It's off to battle for you boys Let's show'em what we're made of! Let's teach'em about democracy and our way of thinking Yep, let's kick some ass out there boys Show them bastards what freedom's all about!"
Yep, that's America
I wanna go home
I wanna go home sweet home
Where I know who and what I'm fighting for
Where I know who's a friendand who to avoid
Where I know what I'm doingand why I'm doing it
So what the hell am I doing out here???
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