Letra de Dali's Picture
It's time to act like a man It isn't part of my plan To die in some foreign land Just like the razor in Dali's picture Well there won't be any blood on my handsWhat do they want me to be? Cowards or killers are we What do I really believe? Hobson's choice it seems I'm caught Between the devil and the deep blue seaAnd his only legacy Was a death without a face Whose hands were stained with blood Whose eyes were filled with dirtRan to meet his fate In someone else's war Little consolation For my little orphan boy That's war, boyGo out and give it your best Go out and slaughter the pest Go out and kill with the rest If you excel yourself they'll give you A tin star you can pin to your chestAnd his only legacy Was a death without a face Whose hands were stained with blood Whose eyes were filled with dirtRan to meet his fate In someone else's war Little consolation For my little orphan boy That's war, boyYou have a numbing aversion to dying You have a numbing aversion to dying Cowards or killers are we Cowards or killers are we Just like the razor in Dali's picture Just like the razor in Dali's picture Just like the razor in Dali's picture Check out the razor in Dali's pictureWhoopsy daisy