Once again the meek young man is fighting in the jungles of a foreign land
weary soldier sentenced to die , to bear the pain and not to cry
slanted eyes we're told to kill , from warped minds on Capital Hill
shattered dreams , the future lost , face down in the mud when the bomb is tossed
You are ordered to die - without a tear in your eye
You are ordered to die - hearing the generals cry
Die killing laugh when the bloods on your hands
Die killing cut down the beast where he stands
body counts innocent children , the pits of horror reaches the Geisha den
obsession to kill , overcomes your mind but the path of freedom you'll never find
Viet Cong , troopers attack finding yourself being shot in the back
final breath your slowing heart , you lived it for a shot in the dark
You are ordered to die - without a tear in your eye
You are ordered to die - hearing the generals cry
Die killing laugh when the bloods on your hands
Die killing cut down the beast where he stands
Uncle Sam has got you in chains
your life and death has been arranged
by mighty figures behind a desk
tattered old glory lays you to rest
medals worn , by body bags
human flesh , wrapped up in rags
giving your life , no one cares
purple hearts , nobody wears
power to kill , lies in the pen
the ink of death is telling you when
kill for peace , a losers game
American public , faces the shame
coming home , no big parade
no fat cigars , no lemonade
the laughing stock , of the town
General Bradley , has made me a clown
Die!!!!
