Song | Universal Soldier |
Artist | Lobo |
Album | Just a Singer/A Cowboy Afraid of Horses |
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He's five foot two and he's six feet four | |
He fights with missiles and with spears. | |
He's all of thirty one, and he's only seventeen, | |
He's been a soldier though a thousand years. | |
He's a Catholic, a Hindu, an Atheist, a Jain, | |
A Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew | |
And he knows he shouldn't kill | |
But he knows he always will, | |
Kill for me, my friend, and me for you. | |
And he's fighting for democracy, he's fighting for the Reds, | |
He says it's for the peace of all. | |
He's the one who must decide | |
Who's to live and who's to die, | |
And he never sees the writing on the wall. | |
But without him how would Hitler have condemned him at Dachau? | |
Without him Caesar would have stood alone. | |
He's the one who gives his body as a weapon of the war, | |
And without him all this killing can't go on. | |
He's the universal soldier, and he really is to blame | |
His orders come from far away no more | |
They come from him, and you and me, | |
And brothers, can't you see, | |
This is not the way we put an end to war. |
He' s five foot two and he' s six feet four | |
He fights with missiles and with spears. | |
He' s all of thirty one, and he' s only seventeen, | |
He' s been a soldier though a thousand years. | |
He' s a Catholic, a Hindu, an Atheist, a Jain, | |
A Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew | |
And he knows he shouldn' t kill | |
But he knows he always will, | |
Kill for me, my friend, and me for you. | |
And he' s fighting for democracy, he' s fighting for the Reds, | |
He says it' s for the peace of all. | |
He' s the one who must decide | |
Who' s to live and who' s to die, | |
And he never sees the writing on the wall. | |
But without him how would Hitler have condemned him at Dachau? | |
Without him Caesar would have stood alone. | |
He' s the one who gives his body as a weapon of the war, | |
And without him all this killing can' t go on. | |
He' s the universal soldier, and he really is to blame | |
His orders come from far away no more | |
They come from him, and you and me, | |
And brothers, can' t you see, | |
This is not the way we put an end to war. |
He' s five foot two and he' s six feet four | |
He fights with missiles and with spears. | |
He' s all of thirty one, and he' s only seventeen, | |
He' s been a soldier though a thousand years. | |
He' s a Catholic, a Hindu, an Atheist, a Jain, | |
A Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew | |
And he knows he shouldn' t kill | |
But he knows he always will, | |
Kill for me, my friend, and me for you. | |
And he' s fighting for democracy, he' s fighting for the Reds, | |
He says it' s for the peace of all. | |
He' s the one who must decide | |
Who' s to live and who' s to die, | |
And he never sees the writing on the wall. | |
But without him how would Hitler have condemned him at Dachau? | |
Without him Caesar would have stood alone. | |
He' s the one who gives his body as a weapon of the war, | |
And without him all this killing can' t go on. | |
He' s the universal soldier, and he really is to blame | |
His orders come from far away no more | |
They come from him, and you and me, | |
And brothers, can' t you see, | |
This is not the way we put an end to war. |